What Gave it Away?

How Many Layers Did You Get For Me?

Cole stuffed his mouth with fries like it was his mission whilst Dylan ordered Starbucks for the third time that day. I had a half finished burger in front of me.

"How many layers did you get for me?" I mumble, attempting to eat another bite.

"Three, why?"

"Gee I don't know Dylan maybe I'd want to know what I was eating but that's completely random for someone to ask."

"Isn't that a cute food baby," Dylan laughed pointing at me. Frowning, I look down at my stomach. Dylan took this as his chance to cuddle my head.

"Don't worry Carmen, I know your traits, you're a foodie."

"Dylan can you tell me why you're cuddling my head?"