SCENE:the ice cream shop
TIME: afternoon
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Here's your change, sir, please be careful, your triple scoop looks like it's gonna fall off- Mr Walters! What are you doing here? Do you need help with those boxes?
No, my fine boy. Just ordered a load of cookies, it's gonna be good business for the shop.
...sure, sir. I can arrange them in the display case for you-
No need, another two workers in the evening are coming, I'll get them to do it instead. I'm just waiting for the wrappings...ah, there she is!
Hi Mr Walters!
Camilla.
Hello, young lady! Did you bring them?
Yes, and I packaged a couple of them neatly for you like you requested. Oh hi, Kyle!
Remember we're supposed to pretend to not know each other!
We're still doing that? Oh, okay.
Do you two know each other?
No, no, I totally don't know him. Nuh-uh. Hang on, though, I think I might, but it's hard to say because the git's hair color and personality is a little off the charts, very unorthodox indeed, even the stars admit he's a wild lonely little cactus in the West...
She's a little loopy, don't mind her.
He's a little insecure, don't mind him.
Well, I would love to hear you two talk, but these cookies don't wrap themselves, you know. They smell delicious. I know our customers are going to love these babies.
It's a pleasure of mine, Mr Walters.
I'll call you after a couple of days if these sell. Here's your payment, Miss Rivers.
In a white envelope? How nifty.
It's called professional. Call me Bill, I don't mind.
*Kyle in a half-whisper* Also, by professional he meant DON'T LET THE EMPLOYEE NAMED KYLE HAVE A LOOK AT THE CASH YOU'VE RECEIVED OR HE'LL COME AND STEAL YOUR HEAR-CASH, I MEAN.
Ah, I love how candid we can be with each, Kyle. Till next time, Miss Rivers.
*Mr Walters leaves to go to the back of the store*
Oh Kyle, you're hilarious.
Just trying to make you laugh.
You're so sweet.
Between your words and this place, I might have more cavities and rotten teeth coming out. Just wait for it.
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Until I Say Goodbye | ✔
Short StoryWhen feisty (or high, depending) Camilla randomly peruses a number from the school directory to sell cookies, she ends up calling Kyle, a boy whom she has completely no idea how to deal with. Or rather, dial with. Things are going to get rather out...
