Sitting at the back seat of the car I was lapping vigorously at the cold pink delicacy in my hand while Jack was driving me home. Every time I would bite in it a cold seeping pain cold be felt in my gums and a cold-stimulus headache would awaken making me hiss in pain as I pressed with the palm of my hand against my forehead trying to sooth the pain, but it was all worth it.
By the time that I gobbled up the last piece of my cone the bustling streets and the tall skyscrapers which I had seen a thousand times finally came in view.
‘I am back home.' I thought relieved as I let out an exhale.
I could feel Jack peering at me from the rearview mirror. I looked back at him and raised my eyebrow. “What?”
“Nothing.” He grumbled and focused his attention back on the road muttering some profanities words angerly at a reckless driver swooshing past us.
‘Okay?' What's up with him now?
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