Ice Cream War.
The room was filled with the sent of vanilla. They lights were off. The only thing keeping it lite was the candles that sparkled like crazy. There was a blanket lying on the floor and on it was two plates with peanut butter sandwiches on it. A body was sitting on the blanket telling me to sit down. I sat down and looked at who it was and it was the love of my life, my soulmate. My heart filled with a unbelievable happiness.
"It was too cold outside for a picnic so I decided to have one in here." his handsome voice said.
We ate and talked and laughed. We had so much in common. Like he likes pbj and his favorite colors are green and black and so much more.
"Hang on." he said. He got up and gracefully walked out of the room. I was there alone .
A few minutes later he returned with two spoons and a ice cream pale.
"It is like you read my mind." I said with a huge smile on my face. He sat down opened the ice cream and handed me a spoon. We both dug in only to relies his intentions we not the same as mine because as I was shoving ice cream in my mouth he was whipping it at me. Ice cream was flying around the room and coating the walls in pinks,whites, and browns.
Once it started to get sticky we stopped.
I leaned into him and kissed him on the cheek and said. "Thank-you. I had so much fun. I love you."
