Amiti finished the last of the cookies on the plate before him. He was so full, he couldn't eat anything else. As he looked around all the people were talking and it was a little nosy for poor Amiti. He looked at a wall clock and his eyes went wide. [color=a2d39c]"Have I really been gone that long?"[/color] He looked towards his home then to his bandaged legs. There was no possible way that he would be able to walk home. If only they would heal faster... He looked around again, who would he ask to help him home.... He needed to get back, at least before his grandpa wakes up. He decided that he wouldn't tell his grandpa about tonight, he would just explain that he was attacked by dogs, the people at this cafe saved him, and brought him home. Yes. That's what Amiti would tell his grandpa. 

Now if only he could get home, he was a little shy to ask anyone.