Jimmy's POV:
I stand outside of the restaurant. Due to all of my excitement, I was about 10 minutes early, and I kept checking the clock like it was my lifeline. Soon enough, the headlights of Chris's car pull into the parking lot. Both boys get out and I wave over to them. Chandler wore a suit and tie, while Chris wore clothes for a casual night out. I chuckled to myself a bit.
"You guys ready to go in?" I ask. They nod in agreement,
"As ready as I'll ever be," Chris grins.
We step inside, and we are immediately greeted by the hostess. Once we were sat down, we looked at our menus.
"What do you guys think you want?" Chandler asked, seeming unsure of what to get.
Chris shrugged while still not taking his eyes off the menu.
"I honestly think I'm going for the classic. The chicken tenders," I responded after a minute.
This got Chris's attention.
"We should all get chicken tenders and live our best lives tonight!"
We all laugh and agree.
"But guys this restaurant is kinda fancy right? Shouldn't we get something nicer?" Chandler worried.
I pat his shoulder,
"Just think about the warm crispy breading on the tender chicken. The perfect amount of salt. Chicken. Tenders." I assure him.
"Alright then," Chandler sighed, seeming doubtful.
"Loosen up dude," Chris smiles at Chandler, making the taller boy grin a bit.
We order our food, and sit there waiting for it to come out.
A/N: hey hey hey this took forever to come out and it isn't even that good or long but I need ideas for this story ugh
But I'm going to try my best because I also want to start on a different fanfic too LMAO
we'll see how this works out
