Re: Ryan's flat
Ryan's eyes lit up a bit at the sight of the sweets, "Sweet tooth lately, how'd you know?" His smile was that of a man who'd done nothing wrong. He moved to the icebox and snatched out a jug of milk, "Milk with it?" He asked, pouring them both a tall glass before opening the box and indicating to Riley whether or not he could dig in.
Leaning up against the small counter - the kitchen was basically his desk, the small counter, the icebox, and the stove - he looked Riley up and down, "You look exhausted, brother," he laughed lightly.