They arrived to the mall they usually went together, and walked around the first floor without any specific place to go.
Allen was trying to keep calm, but the more time pass by, the more anxious he felt. He suggested going for an ice cream, hoping it would help him distract himself the moment the conversation starts. Isabelle, on the other hand, seemed more relaxed; serious, but not as nervous as Allen.
After getting their ice-creams, the walked to a more secluded part of the mall, and sat down in a wooded bench near a large fountain. Silence didn't last long, though, as Isabelle started to speak after the first spoon of her ice-cream.
"It's been a while since I last ate one of these." She commented with a tint of joy in her voice.
"They're good." He said as he kept digging in. "I've never tried them before."
