What's your flava?

[el_mas_macho]

WHO: Ernie-kins, open to everyone.
WHEN: September 8th, Tuesday afternoon.
WHERE: Trinidad Ice Cream Shop
WHAT: Ice cream. 'Nuff said.

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[cardamon_spice]

Aziza had just left the office, finished for the day and feeling rather proud of herself. A letter to her parents needed to be written soon, full of the good fortune that had befallen her. A new job, two new people she hoped to be good friends with in the future and her stand at the swap meet over the weekend had done better than usual with a group of teen girls getting ready for the first big dates of the school year

Feel free to make up ice cream flavors. 8D

[el_mas_macho]

Ernesto grinned, having finished replacing the once empty containers of ice cream. He had heard the door open, the light tinkling of bells alerting him, twice, that he had customers. From the questioning 'hello' he had received a few moments ago, he could tell, even with his head previously bent towards the ice cream display case, the one of his new guests was male. Somewhat crazy young, too.

He grabbed a nearby towel to quickly wipe off the ice that had melted on to his hands when he had been carrying the tubs of ice cream before throwing the new customers a wide grin. One of them, a woman with sexy dreadlocks like him long dreadlocks, was currently scanning through the expansive names of ice cream flavors. The other customer, however, appeared to be an...albino man with a baby chick on his shoulder

[vicious_wolf]

Another long day at work. Moon was just glad he was done, he'd taken care of a fire on the far end of town which took..... enough time.

He shoved his hat in his bag, passing some shop. He saw some people go in, and a little girl was crying after losing her ice cream on the ground.
" I wanna new ice cream!" she sobbed, and her Mom sighed, trying to comfort her.

Ice cream? What was that? He looked into the shop, curious, and walked inside. The crying kid was calming down when her Mom bought her a new ice cream. Moon put his hands behind his head, wondering what was so special about this "ice cream".

...you keep telling yourself that.

[el_mas_macho]

...West? Did the man mean the baby chick on his shoulder?

That. Well. Huh.

He shouldn't judge. The man did seem a bit insane lonely, so it was okay.

Making sure that his grin didn't falter, Ernesto nodded at the albino man. "One scoop of German Chocolate Cake and vanilla, comin' right up." Quickly, he snatched up two paper cups before pausing, brow furrowed slightly. "Oye, chico, do you want a cone or cup for that?"

Though, just as the question had left his mouth, Ernesto heard the sound of tinkling bells once again. Looking past the albino's shoulder, the Cuban spotted a very confused man standing near the entrance of his store. Great, otro loco.

So Lively.....

[prof_awsm]

Eduard heard a fair bit of noise coming from inside of the ice cream shoppe. He had been meaning to find some places to be a local at, and some sorbet did sound good...

When he entered the room, he saw a man with dreadlocks serving the ice cream (Unsanitary! Goodness!) and a scary looking man with red eyes standing at the counter. The other residents didn't seem much safer or friendlier. But Ed did recognize Moon from his photos online. He was the one who scared Ivan!

Ed stayed at the threshold. Unsure whether to move or not.