Ricky limpingly made his way over to the cafe. He winced and whimpered. His stomach growled loudly even to his own ears. His body ached on a whole. His head pounding and giving off an echoing ringing through both his mind and his ears. Thankfully the pounding that was much like the rhythmatic pattern of ones own heart pounding away on life's internal drums began to fade. The pulsating ringing slowly fled from his senses. At first leaving just a faint tinkling ring in his ears. Then this too had faded away. His vision less groggy now. The blurriness gone for the most part. He closed his eyes and tried to take away all of the pain. Tried to ignore how damn hungry his stomach was. He hated this. He was going to have to evade child services all over again! At least until he could figure out how to FIX this damn issue! Grrr! Gah! Humph! *huff*<br/><br/>He sighed and slumped into a seat at a table. Not looking around nor at anyone. Not wishing to draw attention to himself. Taking the bag from his shoulder and plopped it down in the booth seat right next to him. Sighing a bit and finally focused on the world around him. He bit his lower lip. Damn sensitive emotional child him. He shook his head to keep the tears away. Jumping a bit as a girl sat across from him. His cheeks flushed as he still thought like a teenager even if his body had somehow changed to a kid. He looked at her strangely when she spoke. Then looked as if he remembered what she was talking about. Giving her a faint smile. "Hi." He said softly. Scrunching his nose up at the oh so extremely adorable that you want to pinch his little cheeks and squish him in hugs kids voice. How he HATED to hear it again.<br/><br/>He looked at the table than up at her. "Can I haf a muffin please?" He asked. The slight childs slur made he mispronounciation of have adorable. He looked hopeful. "I am so hungry." He looked at her. "I'm Ricky." he said softly.