Chapter 120

• "Hi, what flavour are you getting?" She says, not looking at either Linc or I. Her voice is nasal and the boredom seeps into her tone.
• "Uh, I don't know. Linc, what is your favourite ice cream flavour? You didn't say." I give him my best shit eating grin. He glares at me. Then he turns to stare at the row of options.
• The girl sets out cones without even asking first if we wanted cups or cones. She is probably working on default mode. Bored out of her mind. I can't help my grin.