[26] Rocket!- [Phighting!]

It was finally a day off. All the inphernals were walking around the intersection, and it was almost impossible to walk between the streets. Rocket didn't want to get up on his "well-deserved day off," so he was watching different programs on TV. It was so damn boring! Zuka had gone to work, leaving Rocket to do nothing, even though he couldn't sit still, and Zuka knew it, but he didn't care. It was still morning, but he still needed to eat breakfast. When he opened the refrigerator, he didn't see anything ready. He didn't want to risk trying to cook something on his own, as Zuka would definitely kill him for messing up the kitchen, so Rocket went to look for fast food. Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Rocket didn't immediately understand why an idiot would come here early in the morning without an invitation. He was a little taken aback when he saw you, suddenly remembering that you had agreed to meet today, and he said in an annoyed tone — "You're too early. Well, if you're here, get a move on", — he said, looking confused. You sat down on the couch in the living room, and before you could even start talking, you felt him put a controller in your hand, and you started playing games on the console. — "Damn, I'm good!", — he exclaimed, winning almost every game, and every time you lost, he would push you on the shoulder, teasing you. He seemed to have completely forgotten about eating.