Mei became even more money-hungry.
"I'm not moving. Twelve hundred a month even if my roommate were some unspeakable eldritch god I couldn't look directly at, I'd still stay here."
Otis had only imagined something like a multi-armed monster at worst, yet she'd immediately jumped to eldritch god. The imagination she had… impressive.
He lifted the wok and waved it lightly in the air."What do you think of this one? Anyway, once we buy it we can take it with us later. We can cook for ourselves, save money sounds like a good deal, right?"
Mei glanced at Otis's glasses again, then silently turned her head away.
"Do you even have time to cook?"
She wasn't wrong. With their current overtime schedule, would they really have time?
