Yue cussed at James this time as she blinked her eyes open lazily.

James leaned in and kissed her nose lightly, "Top of the mornin' to ya," he said in accent.

So Yue complained about mornings in Chinese in a thick Chinese accent.

James chuckled, "And you're not even hungover," he replied in Chinese with an amused tone.

"Huh?" Yue asked as she rubbed her eyes with the back of her palm. "... Did we stay out all night?" she asked, back to English.

"Guess so," James replied as he looked around.

"... Are the leftovers still good?" Yue asked as she slowly pushed herself up.

"Yeah, the treys are thermal," James explained as pushed a few buttons on the one of the treys, "Give them a minute to warm up though."

Yue stretched a little, trying to wake up.

Once the food was hot, James handed Yue and bowl.

Yue surprisingly thanked James as she took the bowl and started munching away happily.

James froze in dramatic shock as he mouth dropped open. He stared at Yue.

Yue ignored him.

James took a deep breath, "Just have to absorb this moment," he breathed, "Who knows when it will come again?"

Yue looked like she was about to fling a shrimp at him, but decided to eat it instead.

James finally gave in and laughed before munching down on the food with his fingers.