My Friend Ordered the Most Expensive Items on the Menu and Expected Me to Split the Bill—She Never Saw My Response Coming

Despite nothing about the night being equal.

I didn’t argue.

I didn’t correct her.

I just nodded once.

“Sure.”

A few minutes later, she stood up.

“I’ll be right back,” she said. “Restroom.”

The second she turned the corner, everything shifted.

I raised my hand.

“Excuse me,” I said quietly to the waiter.

He came over.

“I need a favor,” I said calmly.

He paused.continue reading …