Angry Sam, guilty Chris.

Jack hugged Ashton, as he nearly pulled him up, while Ashton hugged Jack back.

"I have never been this happy meeting you before," Jack said as he put Ashton down.

"Me too, now the fried chicken that we lost on the day of the game, we will be able to get them all back, aren't you happy, Matty?" Ashton said as he looked at Matt.

And hearing him, everyone felt their lips twitching, especially Jack, all he wanted to do was get his hug back and slap the shameless fucker instead.

After all this, this moron only cared about freaking fried chickens that he lost. 

What about the person in front, who lost his 12 hours sitting and counting money job? It was literally free money for him, for fucks sake.

While Matt just rolled his eyes as he went towards Sam and others to sit on the bed, but Ashton did not care as he looked at Jack, "Where is Layla? Why is she not here?"