✨ enjoy ✨🍑
Chase grumbles and slammed the front door, completely exhausted from work. His stomach growled and his feet ached. He ran all around the bakery today and the walk home wasn't pleasant from rain.
He peeled off his wet jacket, his wet socks sploshing in his shoes. He kicked the heal,the shoe sliding off.
The smell of food floated through the air and tickled Chase's nose. His stomach growled louder and harsher.
Chase wonders into the kitchen with his jacket, shoes, and socks in arms. He saw his dad at the stove, stirring food around in a pot.
He cleared his throat to catch Dave's attention. His dad looked up, smiling warmly.
"How was work? And why didn't you call for me to pick you up? It's cold and rainy, you could've gotten sick, son."
Chase hugs the wet pile closer to his stomach, hoping it would ease the ache. "It was busy and eh, it was only 15 minutes." He scanned the kitchen with furrowed brows. "Where's Mama?"
His dad didn't speak for a moment, putting the wooden spoon aside. "She went to Nana's for the night."
"Why...?"
Dave paused again, stalling by stirring around the food. "We got into an argument, she'll be back tomorrow morning or afternoon."
"Oh?"
Chase's dad nodded, glancing back at his son. "Go ahead and get changed, dinner will be ready at 7."
The dark haired boy nodded, leaving the kitchen. He went up the stairs, already feeling itchy by the wet, cold clothes.
He was quick to strip them off, throwing his dry phone on his bed. He hasn't checked it since school, which was hours ago.
Chase changed into comfortable, warm clothes, his skin was cold and goosebumped. He would love to take a hot shower but was far too exhausted.
He checked his phone, scanning over the handful of text.
Clyde♡- how was work?
5:39pm
Clyde♡- can i talk to u later? 6:31pm
Clyde♡- can u call me 2nite?
2 min ago
Is he alright? Why does he need to talk so urgently?
Maybe tonight I can tell him how I feel about him...
Me- Hey cutie! Work was good, very busy. And yeah, I'll call you after I have dinner. Is everything okay??
The message was instantly seen and replied to.
Clyde♡- just need to tlk ab something... Enjoy dinner💕
Thoughts ran around Chase's head, his palms sweat. The phone nearly slipped out of his hands.
Is he okay? Is he mad at me? Did I do something wrong? Is it his parents?
Chase heard his dad call him and Milo from the kitchen. He remembered his growling stomach that was begging for food. He hasn't eaten or drank all day, he didn't want to.
He forced himself to leave the room. To walk down the hallway. To go down the stairs. To sit at the table. To look at the bowl full of food.
The smell of it just made him hungrier. His stomach was furious.
You don't need food. You don't need food. You don't need food.
"How was school, Milo?"
The young boy perks his head up at his dad, his mouth full food. "Good! I got a B plus on my spelling test!"
