'Why am I hosting out Strawberry Sundaes today?'-Is what I wonder every day.
I heard that Dante in Devil May Cry favors it. He's just a block away. He's passed by the shop every single day, but it's not like he didn't have his little treat right before he left. Or the fact that he could've just gone to the one right across his little place.
I twirl the small spoon by the tip, waiting to see his daily appearance. I know it's a glimpse of two seconds, but I can't help but to wait every single day.
Seconds pass by, and before I know it. My shops splattered with blood.
I smile, grabbing the biggest cup made for desserts at my side. Ready to make a Sundae just for him.
