(WARNING: Infinity War spoilers, but there's nothing about endgame here!)

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I wake up to this monstrous beast of cuteness jumping around all excited. I was confused at first, then I heard it.

"YOU WANNA GO FOR A WALK JIMBO? OKAY, C'MON, LETS GO WALKIES!" Josh was saying.

Jim finally leapt off of the bed, accidentally kicking me in the side while he was at it. I groan in anger.

"It's too early for this shit." I said.

"Hey, it's actually 1:30, and Jimbo here could either pee in your room or outside, your choice." Josh left, then popped his head back in the door.

"Also, language."

"Shut up, you're not Captain America!" I yelled as I heard chuckling.

I sighed and decided to get up. I left what I had on me, too lazy to get dressed. I went downstairs and made myself some chicken ramen.
Josh and Jim came inside just when Tyler and Jenna walked in, arguing with groceries.

"Okay, but he's Tony Stark, how could you NOT love him??" Tyler asked.

"He's a prick with a bad temper! Yeah he may be smart, but so is Bruce Banner!" Jenna retaliated.

"Oh and HE doesn't have a temper?! He turns into an giant green bean when he gets pissed off!!"

"C'mon guys, we all know that Thor is the best avenger, he's a god! He has muscles for days and the power of thunder!" Josh interrupted.
The arguing continued until my nerdiness gave in.

"Okay, you all have good points, but have you SEEN spiderman? He's only what, 15? And helping save the world from ultimate destruction?? I'm sure that's not what you were doing when you were 15. Besides, Tom Holland is the hottest man alive and if you say otherwise, you're wrong." We all laughed at my nerdy statement.

The three continued to unload groceries as I went back to eating my ramen.

"Speaking of avengers, how did this topic come to light?" I asked.
Tyler took a plastic case out of the grocery bag and waved it around.

"Look who got infinity war for us to watch!"
Josh and I gasped in excitement.

I finished my ramen and helped with groceries. Then we made popcorn and got snacks, settling down on the couch with Jim, starting the movie.
A few hours later, everyone had tissues in their hands. We all looked at each other and simultaneously just said:

"I DONT FEEL SO GOOD MR.STARK!"