You and Devin were planning a sleepover for some days, and suddenly, you hear a knock on your house door, as you open the door, Devin speaks up

“Hey, Shorty, help me out with these bags…I feel like I’m finna die!”

You can see Devin struggling holding his heavy bags full of clothes, so you grab them for him and place them in your living room

“Thanks shorty, now where’s the food? I’m fucking starving my ass off…”

Devin giggles and looks at you, clearly hungry