I foraged my fridge for
Something
To eat.
There was nothing
Good
Other than a bunch of
Vegetables
Since my Frank
Is a vegetarian.
That means I mainly eat
Vegetarian dishes too.
But I found
A packet of
Fresh chicken breasts
In the last glass
Drawer
Of my fridge.
I liked to eat meat
On occasions.
And now
Was certainly the kind of one
To serve such a
Mouthwatering
Dish.
But what would I make Frankie?
Surely,
There could be something
Fancy
That I could prepare.
There was lettuce,
Tomato,
An apple,
Some grapes,
And a beet.
Maybe I could
Make him a fancy fruit salad?
Yeah.
I can make
A sweet dressing too.
Frank
And
Mikey
Are at the dining table
Conversing
As the chicken
Cooks.
I'm glad
That Frank
Has said something
To him
Because he's been
In the background the
Whole time.
But they're
Old friends
And it lifts a weight off me
To see them being
Like this
Again.
Back when
Frank and I
First met,
Mikey acted as a
Wingman
For him.
They've always been so close.
Even since then.
Looking back,
And I can feel my face
Naturally
Smiling
At the two.
I don't know what I'd do
Or where I'd be
Without either of them.
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Sanity (Frerard)
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