Tae bent at the waist as she pushed a large brown cardboard box across the wood floor of the front entrance. Drake, Chubbs, and OB stood in front of a large projector screen as if they couldn't see and had to be standing a foot away from it. Chubbs holding one controller, Drake holding the other, and OB yelling commentary at the NBA that was being played between the two men.
Drake did a double-take to see Tae pushing the clearly heavy box passed the room. "The hell is she doing now?" Drake said under his breath looking at her struggling for a split second. He dropped the controller and jogged to a breathless Tae still struggling to push the heavy box. "What is this?"
Tae stood up as Drake bent at the knees and lifted the large box and carried it to the kitchen, Tae got lost in watching
