Who: Mickey and Ven
What: Mickey decides that it's time to come clean about what exactly happened to Ven in the past.
Where: Outside Ven's ice cream shop!
When: Let's say a day after the shop opens
Warnings: Woob :c
He didn't want to have to do this--no, that wasn't right. He didn't want to be the one to have to do it--no, that wasn't right either. Mickey sighed, despondent as he walked down the streets of the town and towards Ven's newly opened shop, his gloved hands intertwined behind his back as he stared down at the ground. One foot in front of the other. One, two, three--
Well, Mickey had spent a couple of days going over what to say and how to say it, so it was really now of never. No turning back. And...Ven had to know. He had to. If Mickey hadn't known everything about what happened to him, well, that wouldn't have been very nice at all, would it? The King tweaked his ears in thought once more before he stopped in front of the shop, looked up, and with a forced smile stepped inside, hoping to find what he came for.