By: xffan_2000

Summary: Drabble. What's "old" anyway?


Wally pushed his food around with his fork.

"Problem?" Shayera asked, sitting down beside him.

"The orphanage threw me a birthday party today."

"That was nice."

"The kids thought I was really old."

"Compared to them, you are."

"I'm only twenty-five!"

"I was wrong," she said, smiling. "You're just a baby."

Wally dropped his chin to his fist. "How did you handle turning twenty-five?"

"I don't remember."

"Did you go out and get drunk or something?"

"Probably," Shayera said. "But it was so long ago."

"Oh, right. Had to be less than ten years."

"More like fifty-two."

Wally's jaw dropped.