“Do you wanna watch another one?” Layton asked me after the movie was over.
He was stretching his arms over his head. It was the first time he let go of me since we started watching the movie.
“Don’t you have to leave?”
“Do you want me to leave?” He asked defensively.
“No, I’m asking if you have to leave,” I answered, making my way to the kitchen.
I wasn’t really hungry, but I wanted to munch on something.
“It sounds like you want me to leave,” Layton mumbled.
He took a seat in front of me, in the booth we have in the kitchen area.
“I don’t.”
“Is he coming, is that it?” He looked serious and I wanted to laugh at him, but it would have probably annoyed him.
“Yes Layton, that’s the reason I asked you to watch a movie with me, just to bring Zev over later,” I sarcastically replied.
