I keep telling them that “this won’t happen again”. But yet look what always happens to them when they stop for their food to bring here.

 

 

I felt so bad for them. They shared the meals with each other and ran out the door.

Every week they all get their junk food and meet at a house and leave together.

 

 

 

Half filled fries

 

 

 

17 nuggetts

 

 

ICE COLD burger

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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