Prompt(s): Dec 2nd — Ice
"What the fuck is this?"
Sitting in the booth, Deb cocks an eyebrow. "It's called ice cream."
Brian's sure that there is some ice cream in there somewhere, buried beneath heaps of whipped cream, nuts, and syrup.
"I don't eat dairy. It's fattening."
"Well the way I hear it, you've been doing nothing but drinking and popping your meals lately." She scowls, unrelenting. "So you can afford it."
He takes a bite just to make her happy.
"You remember when I used to make you sundaes when you were a kid?"
Brian does.
Every time he came to her broken.
