Everyone took off their gloves, washed their hands with mineral water, wiped them clean, and nibbled on the flatbread, which was hard to swallow.
The air was filled with the scent of instant noodles, tempting and irresistible, as they gulped down their saliva.
Caroline Edwin nibbled on the flatbread, her face showing no sign of disdain. She took a few bites, sipped some water, and appeared nonchalant, as if she was eating a delicious meal.
"..."
Alison Thomson's gaze was fixed on the steaming instant noodles in Ernie Daniel's hand, her mouth watering as she couldn't take her eyes off them.
Noticing her gaze, Ernie looked up and met her eyes. He took a bite of his noodles and asked, "Do you want some?"
His tone revealed neither joy nor anger.
Alison's eyes lit up, and she nodded vigorously, like a chick pecking at grains of rice. "Mmm! Mmm!"
Her voice rose slightly, and a faint sense of happiness seemed to emanate from her.
Others: "..."
