WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO DO

"Really? Then go upstairs, Apollo hasn't eaten since yesterday. I don't know if that guy was planning to starve himself to death after he failed at leaping from the second floor of the hotel."

My eyes widened as I turned to him, taken aback.

"What?"

He chuckled.

"Just messing around. There's food in the kitchen. Take it up to him. He's not receiving any guests, but if it's you, maybe he'll agree," he laughed and winked at me.

My whole face blushed furiously and I felt like I might combust from embarrassment. I nervously bit my lower lip and headed to the kitchen. There, I found a tray with food and tea, so I promptly picked it up and made my way to the guest room where he was resting.