ZIGGY'S POV:
The house is quiet when we arrive back. It's a bit surprising, seeing as how Creed said Rigby and Clover would be here. I'd been expecting to walk in and find them chatting away in the living room or something. What I hadn't expected was silence.
"I wonder where they are," Nash voices what I'm thinking.
Creed just shrugs his shoulders, telling us he's going to have a lie down and heads towards the stairs.
"Don't you want dinner?" Jett calls after him.
"Wake me up when it's here," Creed replies.
"But what do you want?"
Creed just waves off the question and begins to climb the stairs.
"Pizza?" Nash asks.
"Sure," I agree.
I'm not really bothered so long as I don't have to cook. Which is pretty much the way it always is. None of us particularly like cooking. In fact, we'
