Return the favor

Adam watched the young boy make himself comfortable on his couch. It was old, but for him, it was his favorite spot in the house.

"Are you hungry? I think I still have some leftover pizza in the ref. I can hit it for you." He offered as he walked over to his kitchen.

"Sure." The boy answered, shrugging his shoulder and looking like he did not care.

He pulled out two cans of cold soda and the pizza box with a few more slices inside, putting them inside the oven.

Then, he walked over to the boy, handing him the cold soda while he sat on the vacant seat. He drank his soda as he watched the boy, wondering what was going through his mind.

"Why live here?" The boy finally spoke while he sipped the cold refreshing drink. His little curious eyes indicated that he was surprised about his living arrangement.