-Such An Asshole You're!-

After the intense moment, he gradually calmed down, his breathing steadying. She noticed his eyes were still closed, so she gently loosened his arms around her and cautiously stood up.

"Hey," Aurora whispered, but he remained lost in sleep. She sighed softly, observing his uncomfortable posture. 

She carefully adjusted his position, ensuring he was more comfortable. Aurora knew he needed a good rest after the emotional rollercoaster they had been through. 

Glancing around the room, Aurora decided to explore the kitchen. Concerned for his well-being, she contemplated preparing something for him to eat. However, upon opening the fridge, she was met with emptiness.

Her brows furrowed in disbelief, Aurora checked the drawers, only to find them devoid of any food supplies.

"How have you been surviving?" Aurora questioned aloud, her gaze returning to him, a mix of worry and curiosity in her eyes.