Tyler put his hand down to his ripped abdomen just as it let off a monstrous groan. "I'm starved! What do you have to eat?"
Without giving Josh a chance to reply, Tyler left the table as he made his way into the kitchen the next room over. Josh scurried frantically to the end of the table closest to the kitchen door as he heard Tyler open his refrigerator. Josh fumbled his hands together and bit his lip as he wondered just how much Tyler planned on eating. "God I'll have nothing left if he goes free range on all my food..."
Reappearing through the doorway, Tyler held a bag of chips in on hand and a closed container of ranch dip in the other. Giving the dip a little shake, Tyler set it down on the table beside Josh and popped off the top. With a frown, Josh watched as Tyler tore up the bag of chips. With a satisfying gust of air coming from the bag, Josh knew his gigantic friend would likely eat the whole bag, his last bag he had stored away. With a quick scoop, Tyler sent a chip hurtling down into the open dip and collected some of the cool white ranch on the chip before tossing the chip into his mouth with a loud crunch.
"There goes all my chips." Josh complained as he watched Tyler much away on a large handful before swallowing it down easily. Tyler simply chuckled as he reached into the bag for another handful.
"Such a good host offering up snacks like that. You said I could eat the whole bag right?" Tyler mocked Josh as he sat down in frustration, watching Tyler as he shoved his greasy fingers into his mouth and smacked his lips as he pulverized the chips to mush.
"Come on, at least share some with me?" Josh plead, knowing his ravenous friend was already halfway through the bag.
"What's that? You're so small I can barely hear you, dude." Tyler lied. "You're saying I don't need to share? Thanks man!"
Josh sighed loudly, upset about Tyler raiding his last bag of chips with such force. "Damn it! Fine I don't want anything!"
"You're right." Tyler replied, still pretending he couldn't hear Josh. "A soda would go great to wash down these chips!"
Standing up, Tyler left the bag open on the table as he made his way into the kitchen in search of a drink. Josh looked at the unguarded bag, wondering how long Tyler would take. Standing up, Josh started to make his way toward...
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