Honestly, April didn't know what she was doing when she walked up to Ron. There was coolness that nearly always was in her, but also, the sudden burst of emotion that would come with anxiety. He was sitting down at his desk, holding his football that she never saw him actually use.
"Hey Ron?" She said, hands clenching and then relaxing, only to repeat. "Will you adopt me?"
"Why? You're a fully grown adult. With two parents."
"So? You can still be adopted if you're over 18." Ron paused for a moment, sizing the situation up.
"Sure, Ok." The football was down, and he was up to go.