Chapter Seven

A few minutes into the movie, she heard a knock on the door and so she went to open the door. Zoey's bright smile greeted her. Sheila's eyes immediately lit up when she saw her.

"Zoey!" She called, shifting from the door, allowing her access inside.

"Missed me?" Zoey winked dramatically then she raised the bags she was carrying in both hands so that Sheila could see them.

"I got us hangover soup from the soup store". Sheila locked the door and went back to her seat on the couch.

"How did we get home last night?"

"Jimmy took us home," Zoey said opening one of the sealed plates of soup. The aroma oozed out of it, sipping through her nostrils.

"He was the least drunk amongst us, so he drove." 'gosh, this soup smells so nice.' she murmured and then started to eat from the plate of mushroom soup, while Sheila went into the kitchen to get them something to eat it with.

"Won't you like to microwave that?" She called out from the kitchen.

"It's freakin hot, had it microwaved at the store," Z