I smirked at him to let him know I was joking. “Sorry, finish your story.” He said making that same cute pouting face again. I took a chicken nugget from his tray, “How old are you?” I said ignoring his question about my story as he called it. “HEY!” He tried to grab for the chicken nugget but I pulled away just in time. “If I tell you how old I am will you give me my chicken nugget back?” “Mmmhm.” I said nodding my head. “19.” He licked his lips as he eyed the chicken nugget. “19 and you’re still eating chicken nuggets in the shape of dinosaurs?” He laughed and I saw his cheeks become rosey.