Hey how!

…

Now…

It’s not his fault. We were talkin’… walkin’… Walkin’ and talkin’. And I wasn’t payin’ attention. I brought enough for both of us, but when he asked if I was alright-… Wait…

He…

No.

I saw there was only one left and he said he hadn’t had any.

It was a long walk. Seemed shorter going back.

He’s here with me, though. Or the other way ‘round.

Edit: Hee hee hee! I sound like Winnie the Pooh!