I do eat. Sometimes. A little.

And sometimes it even happens voluntarily. Like at the pool, I would come for a snack, just like that.And at the fancy restaurant, I did have a few bites before I realized that it was a boring BORING place to be (and mom and dad realized they are no longer the target audience of places like that)At the pool side restaurant, however, no one but possibly mom and dad were annoyed about me being annoyed. And to be fair, most of the time I wasn't annoyed at all. The food was actually quite good. As was the water.

And, according to dad, the very layered latte.