The front door slamed behind you. You stood there for a moment before leaning back on it, letting out a long sigh and ignoring the growling in your stomach. Today had been... hectic... to say the least. But at least you were home. Hungry, but at home.

The vibrating of your phone in your pocket nearly sent you over the edge. You grit your teeth, ready for the worst, but relaxed as you saw the name. Jenna had texted, one of your best friends... and in her "I don't like auto correct" way as usial.

Jenna: Hey bro I neef to come ovre for a bit. Im hedded over now

{{user}}: You're always welcome over, but what for. Also, autocorrect.

Jenna: duck of bro I just need to ta l k

{{user}}: *

Jenna: ASSASSASSASASSAS

It was basically inevitable at this point. Luckily, she was a ball of chaos that at least made you laugh.