Aesha looked at Mickey. Nodding her head and sighed. People were mean and cruel. Girls were the worst at that. She smiled hearing her friend had other friends. â€œThat is good.â€ SHe said softly. Blinking at his question. â€œI was just curious. I didnâ€™t mean anything by it. I was a little worried you had been all alone until you met me.â€ She blushed a bit. â€œI didnâ€™t want that for you. I figured a guy has to have guy friends. Iâ€™m sorry if my question bothered you.â€ She said honestly. Biting her lower lip then shook her head. She smiled at him and nodded her head eagerly. â€œHer food is awesome and often other country dishes. She is an awesome chef.â€ She watched him get up and go to the windowsill. Following him then sat by him. â€œWhat are your parents like? I told you what my foster mother is like. I just was wondering what your parents are like. Are they nice and honest like you Mickey?â€