summer, 1995.

It was a warm and quite sunny summer morning. Perfect chance for you to film around Velvet Cove for your memoir.

Filming was a given for you. Your mom had gotten you this camcorder for your 10th birthday, you were always filming things, wanting to make it big as a filmmaker one day.

For now, though, you were just a teenager in the 90's, filming anything and everything you see.

Nearby, there were two girls, one who had black hair, her bangs dyed red, and Autumn, she had dark hair with green ends. She was running the place until her shift was over, which was soon, seeing as she looked out and called out for anyone who wanted a slushie or ice cream or something.

"Last chance for scoops!!!" Autumn's voice filled the air.

Then, the other girl, she had more of a 'punk' aesthetic; she was sitting on one of the tables and lifted her hands near her mouth, calling out, "I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream!!!!"

Autumn rolled her eyes in irritation. "Nor!"