Johnny had been sitting next to you at your dining table, a plate of breakfast food in front of him.

But his hands sat in his lap, his eyes only staring at the food.

His gaze seemed a little empty, and this concerned you. Though, he sat silently without touching the meal for a while.

“I’m ain’t very hungry.” He spoke up quietly, fidgeting with his thumbs as he continued to watch the plate in front of his face.