That idiot sat in front of the restaurant waving his paws desperately while the pink nicecream stained his blue fur. Through the glass I could here him give his speech on the twenty one flavors and such. "Poor guy I mumbled lighting a cigarette sighing content with the empty restaurant and the silence interrupted only my the nice cream sales man.
After about an hour of this the defeated rabbit pulled his tired self into the greasy restaurant "one medium cola please"
"OK" I nodded grabbing a large cup and filled it with the dark liquid. "Here you go, it's on the house" he looked at me fumbling with his wallet "no no I couldn't!" I placed my money in the cash register. "Shut up and drink your pop." I sighed blowing smoke in his flustered face. "K-k thanks." He flushed and stumbled a tired air surrounding him.
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Imperfect Love
Random"I love you and you love me, so what's the problem!" "Everything!"
