CHLOE'S POV
"This is it? The wonderful place you're talking about?" I frowned. He said he's going to bring me to this wonderful place that he knows.
"Ito na nga yun. What's wrong with this ice cream parlor? Maganda naman dito ah?"
Inilibot ko ang aking paningin sa kabuuan ng lugar na ito. Maganda naman dito. The place is really cozy.
The tables were covered by light blue table mats, the customer sits on the flush sofas. Soft and mellow music were playing on the background.
Nakadisplay din sa counter area ang iba't-bang ice cream flavor. My guess is there was about a hundred flavors here.
"Anong flavor ng ice cream mo?" He looked at me expectantly.
Di na ko nag-isip ng ibang flavor dahil alam ko na ang oorderin ko, katulad ng palagi kong order na flavor.
"Bubble gum!" I yipped enthusiastically.
He blinked. "Bubble gum?"
"Oo. Bakit may problema ba?" Pagkatapos ay binigyan ko sya ng pinakanakakatakot kong tingin. He just laughed and shrugged. Who am I kidding? I probably resembled a wounded puppy. I can't be threatening to save my life. Well, that's what my brother always said.
Pagkatapos nyang sabihin ang order namin ay naupo na kami sa bakanteng table na napili namin.
The place is almost full. It must be their pick time. Medyo may kainitan din kasi ang panahon.
"Here's your order Maam and Sir." Nilapag ng waiter ang ice cream namin.
"Nooo!!" Napaigtad ako at ang waiter ng biglang sumigaw si Rain. Nagtinginan naman ang ibang customer sa table namin.
"What?! What's wrong?" I asked him frantically.
"My..my ice cream." He looks like he's on the verge of crying. Tinignan ko naman kung anong meron sa ice cream nya. Double dutch ito at may toppings na sprinkles at stick-o. Ganun din naman sakin ang pinagkaiba lang is bubble gum flavor ito.
"Ano pong problema, sir? Mali po ba ang flavor ng ice cream nyo?" Tanong ng waiter na hindi pa rin makaalis dahil sa lalaking to.
"Tama yung flavor. The problem is the sprinkles! I don't want the sprinkles on my ice cream! Anong klaseng service meron kayo dito!"
The waiter blinked. I blinked. Several seconds paused.
"Sprinkles?" I asked slowly. " Ayaw mo ng sprinkles sa ice cream mo?"
"Oo! I don't want any toppings on it. I want the full flavor of my ice cream, and by putting toppings, messed it up!" Halos nag-aalburotong sagot nya.
I stared at him in disbelief. Is this guy for real? Pinaalis ko na muna ang waiter bago sya tanungin.
"Kung ayaw mo naman pala ng toppings sa ice cream mo, bakit mo pa sinabi sa cashier na deluxe ang order mo?"
"I.. I thought na yung deluxe nila means malaking scoop ng ice cream." Sagot nito na parang batang nagmamaktol.
"Marunong ka ba magbasa? Nakalagay naman sa menu board na ang deluxe means with toppings." Pagkatapos ay sumubo na ko ng ice cream ko.
"Di ko napansin. Narinig ko lang na ganun din inorder nung taong nauna sa akin sa pila." He answered while pouting.
I frowned. "Wag ka nga magpout. Nakakadiri kang tignan."
"Sobra ka naman. Andami kayang girls na kinikilig pag nagpapacute ako." Sabi nito ng nakasimangot.
"Sila yun,hindi ako. Kaya kainin mo na yang ice cream mo at natutunaw na yan dahil sa kaartehan mo." I said bluntly.
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