Taking a walk in the park

[simm_master]

*After eating breakfast in the cafe, they go on their walk to the park

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[wdi_white]

*leans into his shoulder a little, smiling as they walk along* I'd love an ice cream.

[simm_master]

Chocolate for you, then? I think I'm in the mood for strawberry this time.

[wdi_white]

Yes, chocolate for me please. *she says leaning up to kiss his cheek*

[simm_master]

*leads her toward the ice cream cart, holding her hand tightly, feeling a little giddy with himself. Some couples, even the older one, look at them. He's surprised to have made it to the ice cream cart without much hassle or without feeling too shy about it all. Then again, the park was rather familiar*

*orders them both their ice creams* Double scoop for me. Liz, you want double or triple?

[wdi_white]

*laughing* Double for me too, please. I've never been able to balance three. That last scoop always ends up on the ground.

[simm_master]

Well, I figured you'd want as much chocolate as you can handle right now, but all right. *leans in to whisper into her ear* Next time, I'll order triple and we'll see if you're right about that top scoop.

*gets their ice creams for them, handing Liz hers. He eats his first bit too fast, and gets a brain freeze* AIeee... *hisses*

*a little girl comes up to the ice cream cart and tries to reach to put her money on the counter part, saying* ~I wanna chocolate, please!

*John helps her, putting her money on the counter for her. She beams up at him* ~Thank you, Mister!

No problem, little lady.

[wdi_white]

*smiles taking her ice cream* Thank you, love.

*she laughs when he gets the brain freeze and kisses his forehead* Not so fast, love. You know I've never had a brain freeze? *she says licking her ice cream*

*she beams watching him, taking his arm once he's finished and turns her smile up to him* God, you're so adorable.

[simm_master]

Well, it's hard for you to get brain freeze when you're so hot. *winks, chuckling softly*

*he eats his ice cream more carefully* It's been a while since I've had any on such a nice day.

*leans down and kisses her nose* Thanks. I'm just being a gentleman, that's all.

*the little girl gets her ice cream, and then smiles at John before scampering off to where her mother is*

[wdi_white]

*she blushes and smiles, having more ice cream* It is a gorgeous day. A perfect day for this.

I love that about you. My perfect gentleman, and yet you somehow manage to be evil too. *chuckles* How do you do it?

[simm_master]

It is. It's a lovely day to spend with you.

Hmmm. Well, one must show a decent side to society, and have patience with many things, in order to succeed in the evil plans... in which I've been hatching lately. *grins wickedly*

[wdi_white]

*she giggles for a minute and then composes herself, giving a little smile, her adorably evil face* Oh have you been? Care to share them with your evil queen?

[simm_master]

I don't know. *beeps her nose, almost getting ice cream dripped onto her face* You might foil my evil plans, and then I'd have to chain you up in my dungeon and whip you.

Either that or just come up with another evil plan to get my revenge. Oh, and speaking of which... *whispers into her ear* I still owe you.

[wdi_white]

*chuckles evilly, but still manages to be totally adorable when she steals a bite of his ice cream when it almost drips on her*

*she smiles up at him innocently when he whispers to her* Owe me? Whatever for?

[simm_master]

*leans down and steals a lick from her chocolate ice cream after she steals some of his*

*whispers* For... you know what you did, you wicked little woman.

[wdi_white]

*her eyes are lit with mischief, and her smile gets only a little larger* I haven't the slightest idea what you're talking about, John. Me? Wicked? You must have me confused with someone else. You couldn't have picked a more angelic girl.

[simm_master]

*leans in close to her ear* I would not say such things if I were you....

You are by no means angelic, and you know it.

*licks more of his ice cream from the top, and then around the cone before it drips onto his hand*