Andy and OTA
Andy had nowhere to go for Thanksgiving. He had met a few people in town, but he had no family to spend the day with. He heard about the open table at the farmhouse and decided to go there.
His mother had taught him to never show up somewhere without bringing something, so he carried a six pack of beer and a bottle of wine, since he didn't know these people and didn't know what they'd prefer.
Some part of him felt it was kind of lame to show up at a house where he didn't really know anyone, but he swallowed that insecurity down. Andy was a happy go lucky kind of guy. He loved everyone on sight. Today was a day to be thankful and grateful and he was going to enjoy it.
Besides, there was football, and he was going to enjoy that too.