My cousins were laughing at me when I reached the table.
Friends were showing me disbelief look.
Why?
Can’t I have a Happy Meal?
Is it wrong for a 23-year-old girl to purchase a chicken burger, a mini size French fried and a cup of cold Ribenna drink which were all placed in a colourful box?
And do I totally look like weirdo when I am playing with the batman?
I believe I am leaving in a democratic world and I am free do choose ‘MY WAY’.
Ok. Fine. Next mission: Chicky Meal.