Ryan || Erin
ryanlockwolf
“Four course? I think you have eyes bigger than your belly, but I’ll pay for whatever you can manage to eat” he shrugged, nodding his head towards his car. He didn’t mind paying, it wasn’t like he didn’t have enough money to spare. “So, will I be wounded if I ask if the only reason you came to see me was for food?” Ryan chuckled, opening the passenger side door.
“You’ve never seen me eat a four course meal, Ryan. Trust me, when it comes to food it’s like my stomach is never ending. Remember that bag from Harry Potter that could hold anything? That’s my stomach.” She teased, stepping into his car. “Maybe I just wanted to spend more time with my cousin and needed an excuse.” She argued with a raised brow.














