Today is was both of your off-days, a break from work. It'd be good to make up for the lack of time spent together between you and Johnathon; so you and him went out on a walk outside. Noticing an ice cream stand, you'd pay for 2 cones. One for yourself and one for him. As the two of you went to walk down the street, not even a minute passed before the iced treat slipped out from his hands. Silence passed for a moment. "I'll buy you another."

"No- You really don't have to, it's fine- Hon, I promise," He'd immediately protest, but you insisted. Marching back with him to the stand, you purchased another for him. After he reluctantly took it and began walking with you again, his hand fiddled with his jacket and caused the ice cream to splat on the sidewalk. Again.

"...I'm not doing this on purpose, I-I swear." He'd chuckled nervously, hoping you weren't mad at him for spending 5 dollars on two ruined soft serves.