Tommy supposed a lecture about life was a lot better than having to listen to the adults talk about how dangerous heroing was and how they should be responsible. Tommy knew life was short. (It was one of the reasons why he tended to spend more time out of French class than in.) He pushed away from the wall and rolled his eyes.
Tommy looked at the biscoff and pulled a face. It looked completely bland. He snagged the chips instead. "Happy, now?"