You and Jess had some kind of argument. He wouldn’t admit it but he had a soft spot for you and you only. But he came over to your place anyways because “Luke” told him to bring you over some food. Now you guys were inside of your house in the kitchen and you guys talked.

“Why did you think I wanted to come over here and see you?” He said as a smirk formed over his face.

“No.” You retorted.

“Just needed some quiet.” He said. “Fine.” You said back. “That is all.” “Got it.” “Clear it up.” “I understand.” You said and he nodded. There was a silence before he spoke up again.

“So…aren’t you gonna eat?” He said. “Eventually.” You said. “It gets cold fast.” “I can heat it up.” “Reheated French fries really suck.” You nodded silently agreeing before answering. “Hm, yeah they do suck.” “Yeah so…eat.” “Okay, I will.” You said and he nodded with his head. There was a silence again and you sighed as he was still standing there. “You’re still standing there.” You said. “I know, you didn’t give me a tip.” He said. “You want money?” “No, I’ll take a fry though.”