"I thought I was full," Arya said, considering the state of her stomach, "but now that I know there's Twinkies..." Hell, she could eat at least one Twinkie... maybe two. "I know I couldn't fit apricot crumble though, so I'm glad that's not ready tonight."
In Arya's pocket her phone started playing Doja Cat and with a bright smile Arya fished it out. Get Into It was the ringtone reserved for one person. "That's Ethan," she told her brother, standing up. "I'll just be one minute!"
She excused herself out into the corridor of the apartment so she could have a moment. They were going away on the weekend and Arya was so excited about it. They'd never gone away before! But as they talked on the phone, Ethan sounding so apologetic, it turned out they weren't going away this weekend either.
When Arya re-entered the apartment her expression was far more crestfallen. "I want a Twinkie," she pouted.