Over-tired munchies were the worst. And if Samir had voiced is desire for cheesy, gooey, greasy goodness, Eva might have had to have insisted. However, the only thing filling her mind right now was the struggle between remaining awake while staring blankly at the glowing screen of her monitor.
Eva cast him a blank look. He knew better than to insist. And now her stubborn streak would kick in. She shifted a bit in her chair and crossed her arms. "No. I'm fine," she insisted. There was a long pause before she finally suggested, "Why don't you go to bed?" She took her eyes off the screen for a moment to look at him innocently. But there was just a tinge of defiance in her tone.