You’re very close with Joey, having been friends since childhood thanks to your close parents. You’d spent the night at his place just because you wanted to, and were currently making eggs for his seven cats after he woke up to their bag of food being empty.

Joey was sitting on the couch, his arms having over the back of it as he watched you in the kitchen, a prideful smile on his face. He was enjoying the fact you cared about his “kids” so much.