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Harrison wiped the last streaks of grease from the floor, then stood up to rinse the sponge.

As he set it down and turned around, Avery walked back into the kitchen after retrieving her phone from their room upstairs, her eyes glued to the device in her hands.

"What do you want from Halley's?" Avery asked, sitting at the kitchen island.

Harrison walked over and stood behind Avery while placing his hands on the counter, framing her with his arms as he peered at the menu on her phone.

"I'll just get whatever you're getting," he offered, placing a small kiss against the back of her head.

"I don't know what I want," Avery replied dejectedly as she repeatedly scrolled the endless list of food options.

"Let's see," Harrison leaned further in and pressed into the meal deal section, stopping when he came across a deal that looked good.

"What about the 'Two of a Kind Combo.' It's got two Halley's style beef burgers, a side of fries, two milkshakes of choice, and onion rings."

Avery hummed as she read through the meal deal.

"I can't do milkshakes with food though, it's weird," she said as she shook her head slightly.

Harrison stepped to the side and sat at the kitchen island next to Avery.

"Halley's milkshakes are happiness in a glass," Harrison's eyes seemed to sparkle with excitement as he spoke, "it's a crime to go there and not get one."

Avery watched him with an amused expression on her face, her mind drifting back to their first date.

Harrison had ordered milkshakes from the bar and walked over to their table with a proud grin. He must've tripped over his own feet, because before she she knew it, Avery was drenched in her strawberry milkshake.

Harrison had felt so bad, apologising profusely and offering to buy her a new outfit. Avery had just burst into laughter, finding his clumsiness endearing, even while dripping in strawberry milkshake.

"How about we order the 'Two of a Kind Combo', I'll drink both milkshakes and order a cream soda for you instead. What do you reckon?"

Harrison looked up at Avery now, who was still smiling gently.

"What?" Harrison asked upon seeing her amusement.

"You're still Hectic Harrison, even after all these years," Avery chuckled.

Harrison puffed out his chest and flexed his biceps in a show of faux masculinity, offering his right arm for Avery to feel.

"It's hard to live up to the legend of Hectic Harrison," he declared dramatically, "but someone's gotta do it."

Avery reached out and patted Harrison's bicep as she shook her head endearingly.

"Sure, honey. Can you order our food now, please?"

Harrison, who was now flexing his arms by lowering them and gripping his wrist at his waist, placed the phone on the bench and extended one finger to tap the screen a few times.

"Anything else Hectic Harrison can do for you?" Harrison said in a gruff voice as he stepped away from the island, still posing.

"You're such a guy," Avery joked as she watched him walk back over to her.

Harrison picked up Avery's arms and positioned them into a flexing pose, bending her elbows and closing her wrists to show off her muscles.

Placing Avery's phone against the candle on the island, Harrison opened the camera and pressed the timer before posing behind Avery, mirroring her stance.

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