Tacos for two

 

"You're really going to help them move?" Sunny frowned as if no one cared what she was going through lately.

Not one word from Hart and Woo nor Liv cared. They were busy taking down every box they owned just to help Nic and Felicity move their stuff to their new home.

Sunny crossed her arms. They went on with their flattened stack of boxes. Her uncle stomped them down even as if no box would get away from him. Liv helped as if she was his partner. Always would be evidently.

Sunny watched. No way was she going to help. Finally, the noise settled and they were out the door. She went to look in the fridge for some leftovers. Just then her mobile dinged from her back pocket. It was Chewy.

"Come out with us."

Sunny sighed. Really how could he?

"Us?"

"Yeah, we're here for pineapple tacos." He sent her the address.

That was strange. Pineapple on tacos. It didn't sound right. Of course, nothing looked good in the fridge either, even if Liv kept it well-stocked with all sorts of American food like cheese and yogurt.

"FINE." 

Sunny texted back after she slammed the fridge shut. Of course, she didn't do much to get ready for this late afternoon outing. She was in her favorite jeans and sneakers. It was as if she was ready for a fiasco.

Of course, when she got to the address, Chewy was nowhere in sight. She looked around. Ready to leave, and then she saw him at the bar. He waved to her. Ugh, it was Louie.