Buffet blues

I was at my friends house but the road to it had collapsed in certain parts and had been replaced with much steeper and sharper curving sections of road.

My cousin was also there for whatever reason wearing a bloodied shirt, complaining about the food that had been supplied.

A girl who was a neighbour had made some coleslaw but nobody in the family liked it so I ended up taking the whole bowl home after an awkward buffet tea after not a single person liked a single thing on offer.