"You should have gotten yourself some too." Petra sighed as the warm summer breeze played with her hair. "I feel bad that you didn't get any ice cream."
"I'm not that hungry." Levi slipped an arm around her waist. "It's fine."
"Are you sure?" She shoved the cone in his face. "It's your favorite, chocolate."
"I said I'm fine." He had to admit though it was tempting.
"Alright," Petra grew quiet. However every now and then she'd look over at him as if waiting for something.
'"Petra-" Levi sighed.
"Yes!" She responded eagerly.
"Can I have a bite?"
"If you insist," However he didn't miss the way she beamed as she shoved the cone back in his face.