The next day, Greg fixed Eve's messy closet. After the cleanup, they headed to the local pub to watch the game. Eve hummed with joy over the delicious chicken wings and beer that made her smile from ear-to-ear. Licking the sauce from her fingers, she realized this was what made her most happy. This was her element. Hanging out with her best friend and watching the game. What could be better than this?
Greg sat watching the football game, stuffing his face with a handful of fries. When halftime came, he turned his attention to Eve.
"Evey, have you heard anything about the job?"
She groaned in utter annoyance at this interruption of her happy bubble. Who in their right mind wanted to talk about work when there was a delicious plate of buffalo wings, dripping with sauce, in front of them. "Dude? No adulting during the game. It's killing my buzz. To answer your question, no. I told you it was a long shot."
