The smell of spaghetti bolognese filled my nose, I fucking love this stuff. "Spag bol?" Jack said, I nodded. He took the food out of the container and into two bowls. He knows my apartment more than I do. "Right, what shall we watch?" He asked, I shrugged. "Oh wait! Only fools and horses?" I ask, he sighs. "That's so old though." He moans, I smile grabbing the box.

"You sure?..." I say, smiling and sticking it in his face. He grabbed it out of my hands, "Well we can watch the start of it to see if it's shit or not." She says, I fist pump. "But it's not shit." I smile, tapping my finger on his nose and go to out it into my DVD player. I'm old school... deal with it.

I sing along to the theme song as I pour two glasses of rosé and lay them on the coffee table. "Ahhh! It's box screened!" Jack over exaggerates. I laugh, "Well it's there!" I say. He pretends he can't see it, "No! Tanisha did not say that!" She says, we both end up laughing as I take the bowls and forks and lay them on the table.

Sitting on the couch, and taking the bowl with the least in it and digging in. "You know what." I say, Jack looks at me. "I know what?" He says, looking slightly concerned. "I want to go and get pissed tonight." I say, looking right into his eyes. "Why?" He asked, I shrugged finishing the spaghetti and chugging down the rosé.