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One of my best friends in the whole world is Craig. Most, people don't know him by that name though, they know him by his stage name. Prodigy. We've been best friends since I was 9 and he was 10. I hadn't seen him in a while since he was on tour. So just imagine my shock when i woke up this morning to see my best friend for about 11 years now sitting on my couch. You might be wondering right now how he got in, but like i said we've been friends forever so he has a key to my house,just like I do for his.
As soon as I saw him, I ran from the spot in the living room where I was standing and jumped on him.
He started laughing when I jumped on him, but me. Well I got emotional. I started crying. I mean after being extremely close with him for forever, every time he leaves for tour I miss him dearly. When he finally stopped laughing he looked at me and instantly frowned. "Why are you crying?" He asked me as he wiped my tears with his thumb.
"Nothing. I'm just happy you're back! I missed you!" I said worth s new set of tears rolling down my face.
"Well I'm back now! So stop crying and cheer up!" I smiled after he said that and stopped crying. I wasn't crying in the first place because I was sad, but more like I was happy because I was able to see my best friend again!
Me and prod sat on the couch and talked for a good hour. We were full out in tears from Craig telling me stories about things that happened to him and the guys while they were on tour. The laughing was soon interrupted by my stomach growling.
Craig looked at me with wide eyes. "Look like the Wittle baby is hungwy" he said laughing and poking my stomach.
"Haha. Very funny prod!" I said with a sarcastic tone, but I soon started laughing from the face that he was giving me.
"Alright (y/n), alright. You want me to make you some food? You know imma mean chef!"
"I'm not sure about all that, plus you just got back! "
" Exactly! So let me make you breakfast!" Craig replied,and before I was able to respond to him he got off the couch, ran into the kitchen and begun to take out what ever he needed to make my breakfast out the fridge and freezer.
I went into the kitchen after a hour of just watching tv since Craig went to go cook. When I walked into the kitchen it smelled like straight up fried chicken. I was thinking that I was just smelling things but when I went over to where prod was he had two plates set with fried chicken and French fries on them.
" really prod?! What happened to BREAKFAST!" I asked him laughing.
"What? I wanted some shicken so I made shicken with some fries! :P " prod said laughing at his joke and motto.
" you have an unhealthy obsession with chicken!"
"It's perfectly healthy (y/n), its perfectly healthy! " prod said trying to hold his ground. "Now lets eat!" He said and pushed me towards the kitchen table and put the food in front of both of us.
"See! That was some good shicken" prod said when we both had finished our plates.
"It was,it was. You are a mean shicken cook." I responded.
