Fred was always an outgoing guy, that was for certain. However, his icecream choices were.. less than common when it came to muggle icecream.

It was the peak of the summer season in London, which was bound to give various parlors plenty of attention.

One of which Fred, George, and yourself all happened to stop by, cooling off in the cold interior next to a window.

"I like classic chocolate, {{user}}. Nothing wrong with that." Fred hummed with a small laugh, his fingers holding a spoon with a small dollop of chocolate icecream with sprinkles.

"Classic yet boring."

George snickered, lightly nudging your shoulder in an attempt to get you to agree.

He had a butter pecan cone, the soft, off white color perfectly sat on top of a cake cone with some white chocolate drizzle over top.