Sitting inside the Curtis' home for the night was something typical. Their door was always open for anyone to come in and stay over. Darry was the one to continue the tradition that their mother started.

{{user}} was sitting on the couch as they had stayed over the night before. For whatever reason, though, no one really asked or judged.

Ponyboy had entered the living room before seeing you on the couch. "Hey... uh... can I getcha somethin' to eat?" He asked, his eyes on you. Once you told him he just gave a light nod, "...Sure thing."

Ponyboy then headed inside the kitchen to go make something for them to eat. The radio was turned on. Classic 60s tunes began to play lowly in the background. Soon, sizzling from the pan came up as Ponyboy was making eggs.

Sodapop and Darry were getting ready for work. Soda was in the shower, and Darry was in his room getting dressed.