she came there again
it was like a cycle
there's no day that she won't order ice cream in that shop
it amuses him
that she still choose his shop
over a hundred better shops
he feels very honored
"two scoops of vanilla ice cream, with sprinkles please"
she said
he sang that phrase in his head
her voice was treating him like a baby
lulling him to sleep
she was always the one giving color to the place
he could compare her to a pair of crayons
so colorful
that it even colored his heart
"here it is! enjoy!"
he said
smiling dareingly at her
"thank you!"
she beamed
flashing him with those teeth
oh how he loved that so much
she exited the shop
like always
his smile then dropped
YOU ARE READING
𝑰𝑪𝑬 𝑪𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑴.
Fanfiction𝘪 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘱 (𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔) - a p.jm fanfiction
