Emily's POV
We were lying side by side in Amy's tiny apartment, I had forgotten how good a cook Amy is.
"Babes" I stifled a belch "that food was so delicious. No wonder your boss won't let you go".
"It's nothing, Ems. I wish I can actually have time to make home-made meals" she sighed.
I had an idea.
"Are you waiting to see someone later today? or are you expecting anyone?" I asked my best friend.
"No, I am not. Why?" she eyed me suspiciously.
"Let's go shopping. We can stock up your fridge with so many cooking ingredients and then you can cook them each day or anytime you want to plus I will always be here to help you through each meal" I winked.
"Woah! slow down, Ems...Sundays are my only days off. So buying a lot of raw food ingredients will be unnecessary and may lead to spoila
