"The fruit splash one." I replied, still trying to get over the spoon flip.

She chuckled.

Did I do something childish? Did I do something that she might not like?

"That's totally like you." She smiled at me before making a scoop of ice-cream for me too.

"Here." She put the ice-cream in my hands, though my thoughts were only focused on how her hands brushed on mine.

"Why-"

"My father already knows that we are friends, and he doesnt mind employees eating the ice-cream as long as they work well so you can, don't worry." She smiled at me.

That smile...

"Okay.."

"You like vanilla a lot right?" I asked her as she put a spoon in her mouth while nodding at me with doe eyes.

Cute

"It really is like you, simple but sweet." I smiled.

"You're cliché as fuck." She scowled at me before turning away with another spoonful of ice-cream in her mouth.

And you are cute as fuck.