Lea watched them put away their groceries and he put away his own as well. Petting his kitten lightly as he watched them walk off for a nap. â€œAlright.â€ He said in response to being informed of them going for a nap. He washed and cut off the ends of a celery stick. Taking a bite out of it and began munching on it. He was hungry but didnâ€™t feel like making much. He also didnâ€™t eat much because he had a bit of an eating disorder thanks to his mother. Always stressing about eating too much and getting fat. His mother was at fault for that. So now he ate full meals but ate the smallest amount possible without looking like he was eating too little. He ate more than enough to energize him though. He cut up and munched on a second celery stick. Healthy foods he could eat a lot of if he was starving but he always worked himself hard after he did. He watched them come back into the kitchen. â€œWelcome back.â€ He said with a warm smile. Still slowly munching on his second celery stick. He wondered what Jake did. He knew he was an athlete but what kind of athlete? "What kind of sport do you do Jake?" He asked curiously.