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ice cream

You cheered as you finally made it to the fun fair.You heard there was an ice cream stall somewhere and that's the reason why you came there. Not for the games. You had never liked it.

Apparently, the ice cream owner is very well known for his endless flavours of ice cream he had. He had came all the way from his hometown to the funfair.

You spotted a long queue like a snake, with people waiting to taste his ice cream.
You estimated the length of the queue and it was about three meters.

You huffed and folded your arms as you followed the crowd.

For what seems like an eternity, which was literally an hour, the customer in front of you finally got your ice cream.
You rubbed your palms together and took a look at the various flavours.

However, reality hit you as you only saw one flavour left, which was double chocolate mint. You hated it.

"So the rest are sold out?" You pointed to the flavour left and gave the guy the annoyed face.

The man nodded and you looked down in disappointment. Why are the ice creams' not restored yet?

You shamelessly walked away from the stall and decided to go home as you didn't want to give the games booth a try.

"Hey wait up!" A man called up from behind.

You looked up and saw a girl waving at someone which you assumed to be the guy who shouted just now.

You felt a tap on your shoulder as you faced back.

"Hey, remember me?" He said.

"Who are you?" You began to use your brain cells to remember everyone you knew.

"The guy who queued in front of you. Sorry cuz I took the butter pecan which I assume to be your favourite flavour since you've been chanting it all along," the guy said.

I was embarrassed as I didn't knew that I said butter pecan quite loudly.

"Umm, here. I haven't eat it yet," he handed you his cone.

You eyed it suspiciously. Of course, who doesn't. Who would take something from a complete stranger and eat it without knowing it contained drugs or some shit.

"I promise that I'm not a drug dealer," I grabbed the cone from him.

I took a bite of it despite knowing it had melted a bit.
The good old taste.

"So umm wanna hang out?" The guy said and you hesitated.

You didn't trust a stranger but after what he did, you gave in.