[center][h2][color=006400]Daniel Jingyi[/color][/h2][/center]

To say that Daniel was nervous was an understatement. True, he knows these people are his friends and everything, but this will be his first Thanksgiving with them, and he does not want to leave a bad impression. So while he was nervous, Daniel was still prepared. For he does have some skill with cooking, something he got from his mother. It is a recipe from back home in Chicago, and it is nothing crazy or complex. Just a simple [url=https://www.instagram.com/p/CdZBFJdPdjn/?utm_source=ig_embed&ig_rid=ff224db5-40a0-4c65-a43d-d3b743a8346b]dish[/url], chicken sauteed in garlic, oregano, olive oil, and wine, then baked until the skin is crisp. He would normally add wedge potatoes to it, but he accidentally burnt the ones he brought, so peas will do. 

[color=006400]"At least the chicken turned out fine."[/color], he said to himself, relieved as he was packing his dish in a plastic container. Daniel was careful with it despite him being in the clear right now since he can not mess this up, and it should still be warm when he arrives at Christian's place. It is only a walk away, after all. One of the perks of being in the same apartment complex as his friends. No traffic to go through, and it will not take an hour more or less to visit. 

So once Daniel was done packing his dish, he started to feel more relaxed and less nervous. His dish was ready to go, and as he looked at the clock, he saw that it was almost time. Everything worked out, he thought as he was getting ready to leave but, then, felt like he forgot something. He did a mental checklist in his head. Food, check, packed food, check, iPhone, check, clothes, check... and that was when Daniel looked down at his casual attire. [color=006400]"My clothes! I almost forgot about my suit."[/color] He exclaimed as he rushed to his closet and quickly found his [url=https://i.pinimg.com/236x/49/6e/36/496e368aaa934c5a30d40d972c2167c6--navy-blue-suit-blue-suits.jpg]suit[/url].            

It did not take long for him to switch out clothes, and now he was ready. It felt kinda weird to be wearing a suit again. It has been a good while since he had to wear one. Still, at least it is not his old suit. That one brings memories, bad memories. But either way, it is time for some good memories of a life he wants to live. Now he just has to make some last minutes adjustments, he does want to look his best after all.