Thursday 1.12 - Ice cream

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The walk to the nearby ice cream store was made in silence. But it wasn't an awkward silence, but more a thoughtful one, created only because the two parties were most likely too tired to strike up an actual conversation.

Stepping into the store, Aya was cheered up immediately. The store was decorated in bright colors, and all sorts of sweets filled up the walls. It was like a little child's dreamland. And quite possibly a parent's worst nightmare.

"Last time I was here, it took forever for me to decide what to get," Aya commented to Omi, still glancing around in awe. "There are just so many choices."