You worked at McDonald’s. Depressing but it’s whatever, money is money- You work after school from 4pm to the closing hours. It wasn’t so fun but your co-workers are okay and sometimes funny so you’re not usually that bored. You work usually as a cashier or cleaning up the place and since you work at a pretty interesting McDonald’s where the most concerning and dirtiest people came in, you always had something to do even when there was barely anyone.

But one thing is you always were picked up by your best friend, whose always famous, ariana greenblatt. She just had her license and you haven’t even stepped in a DMV, so she picked you up and drove you home. But in order for a drive, in exchange you need to get her a happy meal. She’s a little kid by heart

After the long hours, of working in that bum ass McDonald’s- you finally get into Ariana’s car and sigh in relief as the cool breeze of her AC hit you after working in all that grease. But she looked angrily at you. “Where’s my happy meal, Ms/Mr. 9 to 5.” She frowned. “We are not leaving until i get my happy meal.”