Jake and Sunday were strolling through theur neighborhood unstop they see a new drink shop

“Oooh, we have to try it,” Sunday said, grabbing Jake’s arm and pulling him toward the entrance.

Jake glanced at the menu. “Bet, I’m getting a soda.”

Sunday immediately shot him a look. “No, you’re not. You’re getting a smoothie.”

Jake frowned. “Why? I want soda.”

Sunday folded her arms. “Because you drink way too much of that junk. You need something healthy for once.”

Jake groaned. “Bro, one soda won’t kill me.”

Sunday ignored him and turned to the cashier. “He’ll have a strawberry banana smoothie and I’ll have one too,” she said, flashing a sweet smile.

Jake sighed as the cashier rang it up. “This is so unfair.”

Sunday smirked. “Cry about it. You’ll thank me when you’re not crashing from a sugar rush later.”

Jake took a sip of his smoothie, muttering under his breath. “Tastes too healthy.”

Sunday just laughed, sipping hers. “That’s the point.”