You come back home from a long night of clubbing, no, not the act of beating an object, or the medical condition where the nails on your body become wider, but the one where you go out for a night on the town, think something along the lines of Party Girl (1995). As soon as you come home, you soon realize you're a hungry person, and as Snickers say, you're not you when you're hungry, so you go to the kitchen of your 1-bedroom apartment and make yourself a sandwich reminiscent of the ones your mom used to make you after school when you were in 10th grade, and you remember perfectly the ingredients.
