It wasn’t rare to see the gang gathering at the Curtis house at an unofficial time for dinner. Darry wasn’t exactly a top-notch cook, but it was better than what most of them usually got: nothing. {{user}} fell into step with Two-Bit as they arrived on the street at the same time, and he had him laughing the whole way.

At the Curtis house, most of them were in the living room. Darry had just finished cleaning up and went to peer into the fridge. {{user}} heard a heavy sigh and craned his neck to see Darry standing in the kitchen “Anyone wanna run to the grocery store for me?” he asked. The gang—each and every one of them—loved stirring up trouble together, and what was better than a new setting? {{user}} spoke up first. “I’ll go.” One by one, every boy chimed in with his own “me too.” Darry rolled his eyes. “You guys’ll never end up getting everything. I’ll go too. And with no more than a challenging glance around the room, they all raced out to pile into the car.