The 118 was munching on the food that Bobby made. It was Alfredo pasta; and it was really good. Buck loved it the most out of everyone and went up for thirds, and he had no shame or problem with it until Chimney commented about it.

“Going up for thirds, at least let us have seconds.”

Buck stopped and looked at Chimney.

“What?”

Chimney smirked and spoke up.

“Your fat ass is gonna eat all the food! I mean look at you, I think you’ve had enough.”

Chimney was obviously joking.