“psstttt..” chris whispered in your ear.

you both were laying on the couch in the triplets shared house. it was normal for you to stay over since you've known the triplets since middle school and already spent millions of hours with the three.

''whattttt," you tiredly mumbled, lazily turning on your side to face the youngest triplet. chris only gave you one of his big-opened mouthed smiles, “you want a juice?”

you furrowed your eyebrows at him, watching with tired eyes as he bent over the couches armrest, coming back up with an almost empty box of caprisuns. “these are the last two.. i promised matt one, but you were nicer to me today than him, so.” chris shrugged. “you want it?” he held the pouch out for you to take if you said yes.