Sorry this is up so late. Summer has been busy!

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You hurry down the sidewalk of Santa Monica beach, looking for the nearest ice cream cart. Your friends are waiting on the shore, getting sun and exploring the waves. You'd left for a cold snack for everyone after spending hours in the heat.

You see one just ahead, a small cart selling ice cream, frozen yogurt, and snow cones. You walk up, out of breath, and order several of each. Once the woman at the stand hands you the two cartons, you turn and try to balance both in your hands.

"Whoa!" a voice says from out of nowhere. "Let me help you with that." A boy comes into your vision, taking one of the ice cream cartons from your grasp. He flashes you a boyish grin. "Wouldn't want you to drop it!"

You laugh, blushing as you look down. "Thanks, Mr...?"

"I'm Evan." He extends his other hand, and you shake it. "I was just out on a run when I saw you and your cravings for..." he looks at the two cartons, "Seven ice cream cones, three frozen tarts, and a banana split? You must love sweets!"

You shake your head and laugh at his expression of slight concern. "No! They're not all for me. Some are for my friends." You point to the beach. "You're welcome to join us, Mr. Evan if you wish."

Evan smiles, nodding. "I'd like that, Ms...?"

"[Y/n]."

You both walk over to your friends, and Evan hits it off with everyone pretty quickly. Your best friend pulls you aside, whispering, "That's freaking Evan Peters! X-Men's Quicksilver!"

You cover your mouth, taking another look at the stranger you just met. "Oh... my... heavens." Evan turns to you and gives you a heart-stopping smile. "This is gonna be a great day!"