Well, she said that she's taking you to get some food....

Heading out of the Courtyard through a different door, the three of you enter the Food Court. Toffee counts as one of the three. Delilah moves sluggishly and with drawn-out leg movements and shoulder rolls, as if every step is a complaint at having to do this. Much less appealing gait and posture than Toffee. You try to walk more like Toffee.

"Wait here." Delilah says monotonously once you reach the centre of the big square of a Food Court. Leaving you and Toffee standing together amidst the tables and chairs, Delilah does that same grumbling walk of protest over to one of the walls where a food-place is inbuilt into.

Toffee hops up onto the table next to you and meows loudly. It's probably unsanitary, but you can't say no to him, so you reach out and pat him some more. Across the way, Delilah reaches the bakery's counter and hops over it cleanly -- no stepping over it, no run up, just a clean jump all the way over from a sluggish walking speed. She ducks away under the counter, and then a short time later pops up holding a brown paper bag.

In that same slow walk, she returns to you and throws the brown paper bag underarm against your chest. You need to take your hands off of Toffee to stop it from falling, and he seems a bit annoyed at Delilah for what she's wrought, but hops down off the table without another word. Delilah, for her part, doesn't once stop walking after throwing you the bag, trudging back over to the door out and to the Courtyard.

You open up the brown paper bag, standing in the centre of the Food Court as your company slowly makes its way towards the door. Inside, you see two bread rolls and a donut.

"I left $20 on the counter, so don't act all.... Debbie-like about it."

Delilah reaches the door, puts a hand on the doorhandle, then finally stops. She looks down at Toffee, who stops at her feet and looks back up to meet her gaze.

"......fuck. Fuck you. Fine. Fuck."

Delilah turns to you, awkwardly standing amidst the tables and chairs.

"Hey, you wanna..... ohh my godddd." She rolls her eyes, sighs, and shakes her head before looking back up to you. "Look, it's gonna be dark soon, so if you want to..... fuckin'...."

Delilah looks down at Toffee again. He leans in to rub the side of his face against her pyjama pants' ankle, purring loud enough for you to hear.

"......Fuck you. No. Fuck you."

Delilah cranks down on the door handle, which creaks loudly, and steps out into the Courtyard again (probably to make her way through one of the other doors, and to her own room to sleep). Toffee meows at her, and she responds with a middle finger backwards over the shoulder. Toffee looks back at you, and then Delilah, then steps out into the Courtyard as well just before the door finishes its swing shut.

Hey, wait, you're not just gonna let them leave you alone right now!

Stuffing one of the bread rolls into your mouth and then rolling up the top of the bag, you rush out to follow them. With the added smell of relatively-fresh baking, you are starting to notice that smell of all your cum, but you push it to the side since you don't have any other clothes with you right now. The Courtyard's already way darker than before, now in a dull shadow instead of a yellow light, and pretty soon it'll probably be hard to see anything at all.

"Go away-heyyy~." Delilah sings as the door swings shut behind you.

"Meowwl!"

You don't say anything, because she'll probably just be mean, but you do rush up behind her and follow her as she walks to her room. Y-you know she's really mean and doesn't like you, and you don't really like her either, but you still don't want to be on your own right now, so you'll take what you can get really.