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lcrelaii:

ice cream had never been able to take the liking of the brunette. maybe it was because when she was younger she had a FOUL cup of ice cream and got one of the worst stomach aches she’s ever had and so ever since then she’s ignored the ice cream shops and headed over to the frozen youghurt place. it wasn’t exactly the same but its not a bad S U B S T I T U T E. the blonde swallowed and pointed the spoon at the little red head. ❝ wait, wait, are you angry about baseball nut or raspberry swirl? ❞

“both, i guess.” sam answers despite the mouthful of ice cream she’s currently relishing, elbows resting on the table while her chin propped on the palm of her fist. “fruits and berries on ice cream in general taste so artificial, it kind of ruins it. you know what i mean?” sam’s mostly rambling now, she supposed.

#ch: lorelai.#( — i'm not entirely here. | queue. )

adveniio:

athena raises a curious eyebrow at sam as she takes another spoonful of her own treat, oreo cheesecake. an all time favourite. when she was ten, athena had this goal of trying EVERY single flavour baskin robbins had to offer for her, but the dream had died the moment she had gotten a taste of the oreo cheesecake. it was over for the rest of the flavours — since then, it was rare of her to get anything else. ❝ from what i remember, it’s not that bad but the name is weird.. come to think of it, ALOT of ice creams have some weird names.. i mean, quarterback crunch ? chunky monkey ?? i don’t know about you but whenever i hear that name i just think of literal CHUNKY MONKIES in my ice cream and that’s weird. ❞

“i’m gonna ignore you saying baseball nut isn’t bad.” she dramatically replies, head shaking to convey mock-disappointment. the small upturn of her lips gives her away though. tiny pink spoon trapped between her teeth, sam looks contemplative for a moment, forehead lightly scrunched in thought. a second later, she’s plopping the spoon back to her cup, amused at the realization. “you know, what -- you’re right. who the hell names these ice cream? isn’t there another weirdly-named flavour -- phish food! yeah, those don’t sound appetizing at all.”

#ch: athena.#( — i'm not entirely here. | queue. )

helhcim:

CRUNCHING ON HIS WAFFLE CONE , freddie was disheartened that he’d chewed through his coffee-flavored ice cream FASTER than he anticipated. though his eyes were FIXED on the cone in his hand he listened to the red-head attentively. eyes parted from the cone and settled on the girl. ❝ i think they were just ASKING for trouble with that kinda name. ❞ he could almost hear the ECHO of billy’s joke’s in the back of his head. ❝ really ?? i actually really like raspberries. ever had ‘em in smores ?? it’s life changing. ❞ well , as life changing as it GETS for a fifteen year old. ❝ if you don’t like baseball nut , then what’s your FAVORITE ?? ❞

she stares at the boy, almost incredulously, at the suggestion, having never heard of anyone try s’mores and raspberries before. “what -- no, how did you even come up with that combination? they’re pretty life changing enough already though, but that’s just me. i like the classics.” sam’s an adventurous eater, just not with her sweets (maybe with the exception of pies) being entangled with anything fruity -- she loves her sweets far too much for that. “butterpecan, without a doubt. mom stocks the fridge with 'em. i’m not supposed to eat them before meals and all that, but whenever she’s on night duty, i sneak some of it and end up forgetting dinner.” the girl snorts scooping another spoonful to her mouth before asking, both curiosity and teasing in her tone. “what’s yours? please tell me it isn’t baseball nut.”

#ch: freddie.#( — i'm not entirely here. | queue. )

espoires:

FOCUS SHIFTS FROM PHONE TO GIRL . and though she’s got her ultimately useless assistant panicking over something that could easily be dealt with , she decides to favor the attention of the girl instead . “ hm ? ” it comes out as a hum , acute gaze tells the other that she’s listening , phone sliding into the opening of designer bag . “ wait — so baseball nut has raspberry swirls in it ? or is that a different flavor ? excuse my lack of knowledge on this , i haven’t been to baskin-robbins in ages . and my favorite flavor there was always that chocolate brownie one , so i was pretty boring . ”

“it does. and oh, i like that one, it’s definitely not boring. chocolate can’t ever be boring.” the girl’s blue eyes widen almost comically at the confession -- sam’s fourteen, brash often times and a total brat maybe, but somehow, there is still that childhood innocence lurking beneath her soft, porcelain features. “wait, but why not? they’re almost everywhere.” it was a genuine question that she half-regretted. ( ‘she’s an adult, dummy. she probably has better things to do than visit ice cream shops.’ )

#ch: reyna.#fun fact: i was also cravin baskins while i wrote the starter sooo :-) lmfao sorry for makin u crave too kjlfdjg

“you know what i hate?” the redhead asks rhetorically while she scoops another spoonful of ice cream (chocolate mousse royale -- it isn’t her first choice, but she likes to branch out when she can) to savor. honestly, sam could eat ice cream everyday without ever getting tired of it, which was beside the point. “there’s this flavour in baskin-robbins and they named it baseball nut. and i still don’t get why. i mean, it doesn’t have anything to do with baseball, as i know of,” she pointedly says the last part, “i’ll give them the nut part, cause it does actually have cashews, but still. and raspberry swirl sucks and i just hate it.”

#bronze:start #this is such a random starter bye #assume connections and such. follow ur heart!#i'll just leave this here and get some shuteye since its getting late

helhcim:

FINGERS TAPPED AGAINST THE SLEEVE of his coffee cup , a rhythmic beat intertwining with the music that filled the cafe. his suit expensive , the figures it took to PURCHASE the watch on his wrist cost more than an average man’s lease. yet the expression on his face was humble , soft. he was a good honest man , HOPELESSLY in need of the fucking shazam app. he clicked his tongue , ❝ BOOGIE WONDERLAND — ❞ he exclaimed his epiphany. ❝ that’s the song playing , god. kind of ASHAMED i let that one slip past me. ❞

GENERAL STARTER / STATUS: OPEN DATE: 12/12 ↷ LOCATION: JAVA THE HUT ( CAFE )

she’s doing her of her school notes at the cafe, relishing in not being home since her mother had to take an extra shift at the hospital, meaning she had freedom to pick where to study. besides, she’s been craving the cafe’s heavenly concoction also known as hot chocolate. interrupted, sam looks up from her notes at the sudden exclamation to her left, confusion wrinkling her young features. “i wouldn’t know. i’ve never heard it before.” the young girl tilts her head, eyes shining in sudden curiosity. “hey, what’s a boogie wonderland anyway?”

#ch: clyde.

exdcus:

❝ it’s the first day of hanukkah and i TOTALLY forgot — just like , completely forgot !! ❞ the breath in alfie’s mouth seemed endless yet his face turned into a bright hue of red. his hands reached upward for his fingers to CRAWL through his wavy-brown locks. his hands then dropped down his cheeks as a childish GROAN left his lips. ❝ my dad is gonna just — straight up end it , dude !! just murder me right there on the SPOT !! you know i was supposed to get him a gift — ❞ he pinched the bridge of his nose , eyes squinting slightly. ❝ what do you gift a dad , i mean i tried a tinder subscription last year but his AMERICAN EXPRESS ratted me out !! ❞

“can i watch? that’ll be fun. i’ll bring a camera and post it on youtube. but seriously, tinder? genius. how did that conversation go?” humor glistens in her eyes as she scoffs. sam’s chewing on her gum, simply see not seeing the importance of it and why exactly he’s panicking about it. she huffs, blowing a bubble the size of a marble before popping, looking at the boy at her opposite. “why not give him some basic dad stuff. like after shaves, ties or... i don’t know, oil grease. dads like those things, right?” honestly, she’s out of depth here -- not that she’s particularly good at thinking good gift ideas. really, just ask her mom.

#ch: alfie.

heartbreakhctels:

“—soo, what do you say about us going christmas shopping?” the small brunette showed a smile as she looked at the other. she felt like she was one of the few who didn’t bother putting up her christmas decorations yet and she figured now was the time to do so considering she had a few days off before going back to work. plus, she did have to consider about buying presents for family and friends too, so might as well kill two birds with one stone; buy decorations along with gifts.

“that depends, do i get presents? i’ve been a good kid this year,” samantha asks her sweetly, even matching with batting her eyelashes. really, it’s more of her being playful than actually expecting anything. “but sure. can we make a quick stop at the craft store though? i’ve decided i’m DIY-ing most of my gifts.”

#ch: dakota.#here have my cheeky bb :')

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