Of all the things in the world, Elio had never imagined he would ever miss chicken nuggets from McLonald's.
But here he was, craving them.
It was kinda understandable though.
Being a teen and a writer at that, without a mom or a girlfriend who could cook for him, fast food has always been his go to for lunch, dinner and even breakfast sometimes when he was too lazy to cook an omelet.
There were days when he would wake up feeling energetic and he would cook a feast for himself, but fast food was a huge part of his life from when the civil war started and forced him and his big brother to flee their city.
That's why now he was sitting in his chamber, a McLonald's bucket on the table in front of him and a bottle of the legendary blood-colored soda.
His maids, the 4 favorite ones, were sitting across the table, McLonald's buckets in front of them, eating the nuggets like they were about to die.
