"You eating cake at this pace is gonna get you fat by the time your 20." I say, giggling at the sight of Steve shoving cake in his mouth.
"Well then that means I only have 3 more years to be like this old man." Steve says patting Darry on the back like a proud son.
Darry scoffs and comes over to a laughing Steve, picking him up by surprised and setting him back down. I sit there laughing at all the cake that was spilled in the process and Steve's hard glare at Darry.