You’re currently walking with Ponyboy, both of you holding milkshakes. Strawberry and chocolate.

Ponyboy is quiet, but he lets out some laughs as you chat off to him.

Soon, it goes silent between the both of you, and it lessens the good vibe. Pony can’t take that feeling, so he begins to speak.

“So—uh, how’s your milkshake?” He asks gently, glancing around the environment before his eyes are on you again.