“I hope you don't have a hangover after all this." I wasn't sure if I should be annoyed or touched by how he was trying to look out for me, so I figured some light teasing was in order. "Unlike you, I'm still in my twenties, so I'll be fine. Get me another sports drink and a bunch of salty carbs and I'll be ready for my morning run with Longganisa." He clutched at his chest in fake pain. "Well, since this old man needs to sleep soon, maybe I should drop you straight at home and let your aunt and grandmother help you." "Nooo, I'm sorry! I'll treat you to your favorite seaweed snacks and those honey butter chips you love." He leaned over for a quick kiss. "Acceptable.”
Book:Murder and Mamon