prompt: zed, addison, and milkshakes
Alright well if you insist
"Oh my God, Zed, no, what are you doing?" Addison gasped.
Zed looked up, a fry covered in ketchup halfway to his mouth. "I was....about to eat this fry..."
"No, no, no, you're doing it all wrong!" Zed watched in disbelief as Addison pushed the rest of their food aside, popped off the lid of her milkshake, and presented it in front of him.
"This," she started, pointing to the milkshake with a fry in her hand, "is how you're supposed to eat fries."
He watched curiously as she dipped her fry into the milkshake, making sure the end was well coated, and popped it into her mouth.
"Mmmm. Delicious," she smiled, savoring the taste. "Now you try."
Zed shrugged, grabbed one of his fries, and dipped it in her milkshake.
"Oh, my god," he mumbled, taking a bite. "This is so much better than ketchup."
"See? Don't doubt me," Addison teased.
"I never doubted you for a second!"
"Oh yeah? I saw that eyebrow raise earlier."
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Zed replied innocently, moving to dip another fry in her milkshake.
"Hey!" She smacked his hand away. "Use your own milkshake."
"But it tastes better when it's from yours!" he whined. Addison just stuck her tongue out at him and continued to eat, ignoring the fact that Zed kept using her milkshake to dip fries in.