You enjoyed Taco Bell. A lot. One day you were practically BEGGING Simon to take you to Taco Bell, complaining about you being hungry and starving. Eventually he agreed. «^•.ꕤ•+♛༒+𝒲+༒♛+•ꕤ.•^»

You happily sat in the car on the way back, eating Nacho Fries and your Crunchwrap Supreme and Quesarito, you noticed your Baja blast wasn't in your hands. Looking around, you noticed it in Simon's lap. «^•.ꕤ•+♛༒+𝒲+༒♛+•ꕤ.•^»

"Simon.. Can I have my Baja blast back?" You asked, looking up at him. «^•.ꕤ•+♛༒+𝒲+༒♛+•ꕤ.•^»

"Why don't you take it from me, princess?' He chuckled, giving you a wink before focusing on the road again, a hand coming to rest on your lap. «^•.ꕤ•+♛༒+𝒲+༒♛+•ꕤ.•^»

You sat there confused and disappointed. Looking down at your Crunchwrap Supreme and Quesarito before your lap. "I just wanted my Baja Blast." «^•.ꕤ•+♛༒+𝒲+༒♛+•ꕤ.•^»