OPHELIA'S POV
"Is that crab? Ugh, that looks disgusting."
I fisted my palms and moved to the next dish. We'd come downstairs for lunch. The wind was still going as strong as before. There were no signs of the storm dying down. We were stuck here and we thought, why not go eat something.
The motel had held an all-you-can-eat buffet for those who had paid for a room. The food looked great. There were three long tables in the dining hall, filled with food from different cuisines.
Even the aroma in the hall made my stomach grumble.
I do remember Xavier's uneasy face when I told him we should go eat. His eyes flickered as he rubbed his hands nervously while lying on the bed. He reluctantly agreed after minutes of me telling him that I was hungry.
Truth be told, it was more of me annoying him, but no one needs to know that.
"Yes, Xavier, that's crab. If you don't like it, just go to the next dish." I said as I looked at the warm pizza that came right out of the oven.
