Uno carried our bags and headed up the front steps to the house, where Jeno pulled out his key and turned it in the lock pushing the door open. The view inside was just as nice as the outside. It was light and airy and relaxing. It wasn’t long before everyone was making themselves at home.
We were all hanging out in the kitchen watching as Liam and Uno were trying to fit all the cans of beer and bottles of vodka they packed into the fridge while Sofia and I watched them in amusement as they kept dropping everything all over the place.
“This is the biggest house I’ve ever seen in my life yet they couldn’t buy a decent size of fridge.” Sofia huffed under her breath as a can rolled out on her feet and she bent down to pick it.
“Dude, stop trying to stock them on their sides. Cans do roll, you know.” Uno informed Liam.
“I know, bro. Just trying to figure out what position we have to make in order to fit them all.” Liam whined scratching his nape.