For the last day Noctis had been on his best behaviour, specially around Sanji because he knew with Sanji's live for food and cooking he would be furious about the spoiled food. And Every time Noctis thought about not having that stash of food in his draw his heart started to race and his palms became clammy. He hated not having one but he also knew that Sanji and Zoro wouldn't let him go hungry. He just wish his brain would understand that fact.
After a long closing shift Noctis dragged himself up to the apartment above the restaurant and to his room only to stopped mid step when he saw Sanji sitting on a box in the corner of his room. His first thought was that he needed to get a lock on his door and his second thought was to panic.