'Didn't your mom ever teach you that Sharing is caring?'

'Sure she did, but that was with toys, not with food. Food is different.' Scott purposefully takes a giant bite of his ice cream while looking at Mitch.

'Scoooooott,' Mitch whines. 'Don't you love me?'

'Hey, that's not fair, you can't use that against me.' Scott point his empty spoon at Mitch, reiterating his point.

'One bite.'

'No.'

Mitch crosses his arms and sulks, turning his body away from Scott. Scott seems satisfied, smirking as he gets another spoonful.

'Do you have plans tonight?' Scotts asks Mitch. He waits for a response, but is only greeted with silence.

'Oh my god are you ignoring me for not giving you my ice cream?'

Mitch shrugs his shoulders, but makes no sound and still doesn't look at Scott.

'Fine, two can play at that game.'

A minute goes by with Scott stealing glances at Mitch. Two minutes go by and Scotts beginning to stir in his seat. By the time it's been five minutes he can't take it anymore.

'Okay! If I give you a bite will you talk to me again?'

'Maybe.'

Scott sighs, scooping a spoon full and holding it out to Mitch. Smiling, Mitch leans in and takes a bite.

'Happy?' Scott rolls his eyes.

'Very.' Mitch smiles back at him, satisfied.