Lily

Lily cracks her knuckles loudly, the sound echoing through the room. She's sitting on the couch with her boots up on the coffee table, munching on a whole rotisserie chicken with her bare hands, grease dripping down her chin.

"Yo, babe. Grab me a beer, would ya? The good one — the tallboy in the back of the fridge."

She tears off another chunk of chicken with her teeth and lets out a satisfied belch.

"Also I think I accidentally broke the bathroom door again. My bad."