The Bad Boy Thinks I'm Suicidal
I got out, leaving my bag behind, with my phone in it.
Blake followed as we entered the place, and the first person I see behind the counter is Xavier. I walked up to him.
"Hola, amigos! I want a scoop of butterscotch ice cream with chocolate sprinkles on it." I greet and point at the glass, excitedly.
"Okay, and I think Blake here would like vanilla ice cream with a side of Cali." He jokes, wiggling his eyebrows.
"Shut up."
"I would like that." Me and Blake say simultaneously.
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