"My name is Noah." He said.

"Hi, I'm Bella. Do you need help?"

"Yes, I guess I'm officially homeless now but I don't like being alone, can I um, sorry this is a little weird, stay with you until I get back on my feet?"

I was shell-shocked.

"Of course!! Just one thing, you are going to have to learn how to find your food because I'm running a little low."

"No prob."

Then I showed Noah my box and where everything was. A small tour I guess is what you could call it.

"Let's have lunch now!" He said. I grinned.

I pulled out my piece of pizza and handed it to him.

"Here."

"What is it?"

"My last slice of real people food."

"No I can't take this... It's your last--"

I shoved it in his arms.

"You just did. Please, I want you to have it."

"Thanks so much."

"No prob."

Then he unwrapped the aluminum foil and took out the slice of pizza.

"Looks like there is two." He said, smiling.

"Oh?" I responded.

"Take the other one. My treat."

Then we laughed, smiled, and started for the next 2 minutes.

Then we finally ate the pizza.

"Why do you eat yours horizontally?" I asked, not trying to sound like a complete idiot, but laughing as I watched him eat it.

"Why don't you?" He said, talking with his mouth full.

"Gross that's disgusting I'm gonna gag..."

He laughed, because I jump in a dumpster everyday and watching him eat is making him gag. I ran over to the dumpster and about puked. I came back laughing.

"I'm sorry."

I was breathing heavily, not really knowing what to do. Now his face was full of crumbs.

"Wipe your face!!!" I yelled, giggling. He wipes his face with his hand.

"Better?"

"Yes thank you."

Then I stood back up, went over to my box, told him he can sleep on my second blanket OUTSIDE, and just laid there, lost in thought.