Drakes p.o.v (third person)

Drake woke up to the warm rays of the sun shining down on his face. Sighing, he rolled over to face the other side. Morning already? But that question was already answered.

He reluctantly sat up in bed. Throwing off the covers, he stood, the white carpet brushing against his feet. A small whisper of his mind suggested him to make his bed, but he decided to save that for later. Drake didn't see Armen his room, so he went out to the living room.

"Hey Armen?" Drake called. No answer was heard. Probably went shopping.

He walked over to the fridge and pulled open the door.
Figures. He thought. For the fridge was practically empty, leaving him with a couple apples, bread, and some milk. Drake got out a glass of milk, and an apple. Good thing Armen went to the store. He thought gladly, taking a drink out of his glass of milk.

Then he took a bite out of his apple.

"Eck." He exclaimed while almost spitting out his apple.

Not a good mix... (A/N yeah, milk + Apple is gross xP) When will Armen get back?

Time skip cus' I'm lazy...

Drake looked up from his book again. He sighed and set the book down. Drake didn't like to admit it, but he was really starting to worry about his friend. Armen had already been gone for a couple of hours, leaving Drake to worry. He'll be fine. He thought for the millionth time. He is old enough to take care of himself. He reasoned. Armen was only a year younger than him, after all. While Armen was fifteen, Drake was sixteen. Yet he still couldn't stop worrying. Why am I always so paranoid? He wondered.

Hearing the door unlock, he jumped out of his bed

"Coming!" He yelled, and opened the door for the struggling Armen.

"What took so long?" Drake asked, taking about half of the bags out of his friends arms and set them on the counter. T

"Huge sale at the store, it was crazy! Everyone just kept shoving people out of the way." He rubbed at a spot on his arm. "I think they got me a couple times!" He chuckled.

Drake helped put away the food. He then look at their new clock; it was around 6:30.

"I'm going to start dinner, Kay?" Drake said before getting out a variety of food.

"Really? I thought it was my turn?"

"Nope, my turn."

"M-Kay"

Yes! Another chapterrrrr!
Honestly, I don't know what I was going for with this chapter, I just wrote it xP. Oh well see ya'!
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