001. ice cream
"Just hurry up and choose, Polka."
He was annoyed. His patience was tested and has reached its limit. She couldn't decide, but wasn't ready to give up. She continued to stare, looking from one container to another, from chocolate mint to vanilla swirl. A vein popped up. And another. He couldn't last another second like this. She bit her lower lip, casting her eyes from left to right, then right to left. All eyes were upon those two, wondering what the fuss is all about. Does it take people this long just to decide what flavor ice cream they want? Tap. Tap. She turned to the sound, only to regret it. Fire, mixed with impatience and anger, was about to engulf the entire place within seconds. She quickly turned back and pointed at her decision, "THAT ONE!" Before Natsume explodes, she thought.
It seemed as though they were in the ice cream parlor for almost the whole day. She sighed with relief as they managed to get out of the store before it was too late. Annoyed, he tried to cool down. Never has he been in one place for longer than 10 minutes. He looked at the time and had expected it to be late. He already knew.... that it was a bad idea to treat her to ice cream. Yet I did it anyway, he thought. When they arrived at their dorm, they went their separate ways. He stopped and turned to take a glance at the flavor she had chosen.
Strawberry.
Hm.. yea.. not that great for my first drabble, but I tried. Feel free to leave your opinions. :D
--Note