Damian tossed you the TV remote and sat on the couch next to you, crossing his arms and staring at the black screen as his cat jumped up in his lap.

"Pick something that wont bore me."

He turned to look up at you and rose his eyebrows, "Well? Are you going to pick a show? I'll take the remote back if you're going to take so long." Other people would think Damian was angry, but you knew this was his way of asking to hang out. The kid liked attention even if he didn't admit it.