Joe finally arrived back, when he opened the door he yelled happily at you.

“HEYYY! I BROUGHT CHICKEN NUGGETS!”

Joe walked over, setting the bag of chicken nuggets on the table, as he looked over at you.“I already ate one, in case you were wondering.” Joe put his hands on his hips dramatically, as if you were gonna be dying if you didn’t know he ate a chicken nugget already. “We have ketchup I think,” Joe walked to the fridge, pulling out some of Zubin’s natural ketchup he left at your’s and Joe’s house yesterday.