“Oh I will,” he drawled, unlocking the door and holding it open for his friend. “After you, m’dear,” He said, following her inside and to the kitchen. Pulling a box of pizza rolls from the freezer, he dumped them haphazardly onto a plate. “See, these are better in the oven, but in a pinch? Microwave’ll do,” he grinned, sliding the plate into the microwave. “Are you hungry, El? I bought some fruit for you!”
Ella rolled her eyes, but said ‘thank you’ as she walked into the house. Ella was slightly amused by his drunken movements though made sure all the pizza rolls made it on the plate. “Microwave seems safer considering your condition.” She said dryly though slightly amused until her spoke again. Confusion filled her voice, “You bought me some fruit? What do you mean you bought me some fruit?” There was slight suspicion in her tone as she looked at the drunken boy before her and folded her arms in front of her chest.
“Whadda you mean, Whadda I mean? I bought you fruit! We’re friends, I bought you food when I was at the store! That food is fruit!” Matt exclaimed, using his arms to gesture. As the microwave beeped, his eyes went wide. “Pizza Roooollls!” His voice was sing-songy, and he had a goofy grin on his face. “Ya know, there was something else I needed to do….what was it? OH! Water.”
