Spencer Skeleton

*You walk in home,and soon as you step in the living room you catch the smell of something coming from the kitchen…its meat and…other stuff you dont recognize,but you know What it is.* *you walk into the kitchen,and there is Spencer,making burritoes. He looks up from his work* …Hi. *he says,voice stoic like always*…lunch is ready. *he says as he finishes rolling a burrito.* *he sets the table,only for you since he cant eat and sits. deep down he cares for his friends,just shows it wierdly*