Chapter 119

Whizz nodded, his gaze softening. “Or being there for each other when times are tough, just like we’ve always been.”

The kitchen seemed to hold a sense of warmth and camaraderie, the dishes serving as a canvas for their shared memories.

The conversations and laughter from the living room spilled over, a reminder of the bonds that had been formed over time.

With the dishes done and the kitchen sparkling clean, Jeff and Whizz exchanged satisfied smiles. Their work might have been simple, but the meaning behind it was profound.

It was a reflection of their friendship, their willingness to support each other, and their commitment to making each moment special.

As they left the kitchen, the sounds of the evening resumed—the laughter, the discussions, and the shared joy. The living room was a tapestry of voices, a reminder that every member of the group had played a part in creating the warmth and love that filled the space.

And so, as the night carried