Small Things

Snowballs

Those almost frozen treats that can cool someone off on a hot day.

You stand, staring thoughtfully at a sign. A war raged in your mind as you wondered which side you were going to choose. A war over which of the 42 listed flavors on the sign that you would have to pick from. Hurricane
Strawberry Mango combo or the Hurricane. Strawberry Mango or Hurricane. Strawberry Mango, Hurricane. Strawberry Mango.... Hurricane....
It was now your turn at the register and you had to make a choice. Surprising yourself, you told the guy to get you a medium, wait for it, tiger's blood. You handed over the five dollars and waited for the snowball.
After it was finished you took a bite. Tiger's blood had a slight cherry taste, along with another flavor that you couldn't quite name. Happily you went outside and sat at one of the provided tables, enjoying the rest of your snowball.
The End.

(A/N) it has been a while since I actually wrote a short story instead of posting pictures, wait actually nevermind, it feels like it's been a while. I went and got a snowball today, it was Hawaiian with cookie dough ice cream in the center. I thought that the flavors would conflict with each other, but they didn't. Have any of y'all ever had a snowball before? Have a nice day 😺