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“Strawberry please!”
“And you sir?”
“Stra-Oh It’s cho-chocolate.”
"Not bad.” He managed to make a smile back to her, his whole body started to ease of its anxiousness. The thick cream slowly melted on his palate and cooled off the fervent heat.
“Not bad? It’s the best ice cream in town.” Rumiya declared and squinted at him. Her rosy cheeks were clearly very visible in the sunlight. Angelo paused, and secretly regretted what he had said.
“You haven’t tasted my homemade ones then.” Angelo winked, his playful side started to release itself. “-But yeah, this is the best.”
Phew.
Angelo always was playful with any other girl he was close to, but Rumiya-he was careful. Unusually careful. It took Rumiya for a while to reply, and every second waiting for her reaction he was mentally biting his nails.
“You make ice cream?” Rumiya’s squinted almond eyes widened itself and blinked several times. Angelo stared a bit at her adorable face, those cheeks he just wanted to pinch.
She reacted happily, thank goodness.
“My sisters and I use too-atleast when we were children.” Angelo hurriedly carried on to the next topic “Hey, you know what-I’ve never tasted strawberry ice cream in my whole life.” He didn’t even know if what he’s saying is real, he doesn’t know and he doesn’t wanna confirm. Boy was he nervous.
“No way! Wanna taste?” Rumiya twirled her ice cream cone and raised a corner for him to taste. “I love strawberry ice cream more than chocolate actually.”
And he snapped.
“Dude what?, C’mon chocolate is the best.” Angelo’s voiced thickened, his once anxious low volume voice raised itself to the max. He was gonna fight for chocolate once and for all.
“Well everyone’s different Angelo,” Rumiya lowered her hand and tasted her ice cream, “Come by my house and I’ll make you strawberry tea,” She winked, “You’re gonna love it.”
“Well, I might be free this wednesday.” Angelo said, the conversation was getting lighter and everything was falling into place. The intense mood shifted into something serene, and he found himself easily could speak whatever he wanted with caution.
“Oh please do come, I’ll show you all my paintings, you can teach me guitar skills you’ve been talking about in the cafe.” She giggled, clearly she was very happy that he was eager to come.
“So it’s a dat-?” Angelo was about to smirk-but it came into halt as a running young lady came pass them. His mood to flirt had gone the drain.
“What did you say?”
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