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   "Ew, Licorice ice cream?"Jae's brows furrowed as his nose wrinkled in disgust. "How can you like that? It's disgusting." He stuck his tongue out and gave a fake gag.

   Catalina's lips stretched into a thin, unamused line before she punched his shoulder. "You're such a snake."

   "What ?" He whined.

   "It's disgusting? Yeah ! Says a grown-ass boy who still likes strawberry shortcake." She glared daggers at him, holding the small plastic spoon tightly in his her hand as if she were about to shatter it.

   "Excuse me , Cat," he hissed, "everybody likes strawberry shortcake." He defended, holding a hand to his chest while the other held unto his ice cream protectively, fearful she'd knock it to the floor just by staring at it.

   "It's for children," she deadpanned, "aren't you old enough to have something else? Something more... mature , ya know?"

   "Oh yeah, I forgot to get myself the regular suitcase flavoured ice cream with a hint of sprinkled road salt to go with my salty businessman attitude this time. How forgetful of me, oh my !" He snapped.

   She gagged at just thinking about someone eating road salt, she usually had a very visual mind. "I'd prefer eating garlic flavoured ice cream again than whatever you just described."

   His face twisted in disgust once more and he choked, " Again ? What the hell? What do you mean again ?"

   "Drea dared me to eat it once and...it was...it was..." she couldn't finish as she shivered.

   He too shivered. "I don't even want to know..."

   "Can I have some?" She asked, reaching the tiny spoon out to his ice cream cone, trying to forget about whatever disgusting ice cream flavours they'd come up with.

   "I thought you said you didn't like children's ice cream," he smirked slyly, pulling the cone closer to himself.

   She frowned and gave him a glare. Pouting her lips, she looked away in disappointment, mostly of herself since she managed to say what she did, lowering her changed of getting a taste of what he'd ordered.

   With a sigh, he offered her a bit of the ice cream and she took a chunk out of it, to his instant regret. He wanted to argue but refrained from doing so as he saw a smile light her face.

   "Oh, wow , this is really good!" She smiled at him, "Can I have a little more?" She clapped her hands together in a plea, hoping he'd give in.

   He grimaced, not wanting her to take anymore of his ice cream, but being conflicted as he didn't mind sharing it with her. He had an internal conflict; his stomach said 'screw her' and his heart said 'sharing is caring'. He felt impatient, upset even.

   "You can have a bit of mine." She blinked her puppy dog eyes and that was enough to convince him that just a little bit wouldn't hurt anyone.

   He nodded, "Yeah, okay."

   She took another scoop, this time not big enough to make him regret his decision. Once she ate it, she gave a small hum of delight before she dipped the spoon in her licorice ice cream and offered it up to him, leading the spoon up to his mouth. "Try not to puke all over your ice cream," she warned.

   He didn't think twice for he acted on impulse. He leaned towards the spoon full of ice cream and took it into his mouth with a bite, teeth crunching down on the plastic spoon, nearly cracking it.

   Catalina burst into laughter as he covered his mouth, face paling slightly as he swallowed the ice cream in one gulp and doubled over, shivering and coughing. "Why did you bite the spoon, idiot?"