"Quinn, what flavour you need?" I asked while picking a random ice cream from the freezer.

"I need my ice cream in three sets of scope. The first one is vanilla, second chocolate and the third one is Strawberry and on top of that I need one grape," she yelled and turned her attention to her phone.

I ordered her ice cream and again went back to look for my favorite one. "Ahhh! I find you." I shrieked taking my favorite butterscotch ice cream. I kissed the tip of my ice cream and ...