Sam certainly wasn't lacking a place to eat or company to dine with.
He simply relished the moments he spent with this girl named Sophie.
So, in this regard, even though Sophie was stubborn, it was something Sam could tolerate, even find endearing.
"You really have nothing better to do, hanging around my place like this?" Sophie said, unable to hold back as she watched Sam fiddling with his phone.
Did this boy have nowhere else to eat? Insisting on eating at her place... and with no groceries at home, and Sophie not knowing how to cook—often resorting to fast food—the contents of her fridge could hardly be called ingredients.
Sam, while ordering groceries online, calmly replied, "I haven't eaten yet. I'll leave after we eat."
"Why can't you eat at your own home? Why do you have to come here and make a mess? Then I'll have to clean up."
