It's the day of thanksgiving, I'm in the kitchen helping my mom cook the food. "Damn this baked mac and cheese looks yummy as fuck." I take it out of the oven.
I grab the spoon and is about to scoop me some up when my mom stops me "Wait until our guests get here."
"Ugh okay, fine." I haven't eaten all day because I've been saving room in my stomach for this beautiful dinner, just looking at all the food makes me so hangry.
"Set up the table, Everyone should be here in a few." My mom finishes up the rest of the food.
"Okay." I grab plates, spoons, and forks and begin setting them down on the table. I grab a few knives and some napkins and set it down too.
I walk back into the kitchen grabbing cups from the cabinets then setting them on the table.
Adam walks downstairs "Mom, I ho
