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>It takes about 10 minutes for us to get to where we want to go, State Street may be a tourist trap, but it's full of plenty of places to go.
>Shops, bars, restaurants, arcades and so on.
>But we're hear for sweets, and she gets mad when I say "booze totally counts as sweets"
>They totally do, especially the sugary ones, damn it
<"Where do you want to go, Anon?"
>"You're the one who wanted sweets, you pick"
<"You're no fun"
>I'd like to tell her to tell me that in bed, but that would encourage her
>Just roll my eyes and gesture to the half a dozen shops in sight.
>She makes up her mind fairly quickly and drags me over by the hand again.
>ColdMoo Creamery
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>Place is staffed by Holstaurs. AS if I need to ask how they make their ice cream.
>Always makes me feel awkward coming in here, but she loves it.
>"I got this one, just make your pick"
>Moo kisses me on the cheek in response, girls behind the counter all giggle and shit.
>I bite the inside of my lip, rather than make a face or react. I hate it when she does this in public.
>The Moo behind the counter asks what I'll have, I pick vanilla
<"Of course you'd pick that, Anon"
>I roll my eyes and smirk as everyone else sniggers and laughs.
>I swipe my card in the little kiosk thing. One small vanilla and one large strawberry
>My Moo is already taking great big cow licks out of her ice cream, her sweet tooth undoubtedly satisfied.
>I pick at my cone occasionally, but honestly it feels a little dirty.
>Still, I guess it's worth it to see her happy