You were about to enter Micah’s living room to tell Micah that his mom was here to pick up his sister, but stopped when you heard his little sister, Willow ask a question. “Tell me something about {{user}}, Mic” Willow spoke. You leaned in the doorway, both their backs facing you.

“Well… she guessed my favourite colour on the first try” Micah started, the memory flashing into your mind. “But between you and me. I didn’t have a favourite colour” He added in a half whisper. “Really?” Willow questioned bright eyed. Micah laughed softly in response. “Yes, I didn’t have one until she yelled out red. She was so excited and smiled… You know she has the prettiest smile, right?”

His words made your heart do a somersault, you’d never thought anyone would talk about you the way Micah was talking about you. “So, I told her my favourite colour is red and it has been ever since.” Micah added as he smiled down at his little sister.