*Jasmine's POV*
I had a hard feigning disinterest, he was my best friend. Ben had such a goofy face, with that messy hair of his. I think he was going for an out of bed look. The sides were short and in the middle his hair was a little longer, which he nonchalantly wore to the side.
"Out of all the deserts you could choose from, how come you picked rice porridge today?" This sounded like a dare. I could hardly tell him the truth, and he seemed to know that. "While other deserts are usually cold, I love how the porridge warms your belly." I said adapting the same playful tone Benjamin used and held a small spoon with porridge in front of his mouth.
I tried to keep my hand from trembling. "It's sweet, but I always add a little cinnamon, to give it an extra bite." I fiercely hoped he didn't hear my conclusiveness. Benjamin slowly tasted the porridge, closing his eyes.
