*Levi*
The smell of strawberry milkshakes is hanging in the air like a thick cloud between us during the entire walk. I could easily smell her while we were in the art galary too but the scent seemed to get more intense as soon as we stepped outside. I'm not sure why but walking next to her is turning out to be a special kind of torture.
We reach the ice cream shop and I politely wait for her to look over the menu. I wave her forward when she's done, letting her order first, before I take my turn.
"Do you have strawberry milkshakes?" I question the cashier that's waiting on us.
"No, sir. Just ice cream." she replies, smiling at me brightly.
"Ok, can I get that in a waffle bowl? Two scoops, please?" I ask, smiling politely and completely ignoring the flirtatious look on her face.
