"I had suspected she was not going to like ice cream. She loves sour things. Weird right?" Selena smiled at Aiden as they took a seat at the bistro table.
"She's cool. Everyone's got their thing!" Aiden chuckled.
"What is your thing?" She asked but her smile dropped when his face dropped, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to pry!"
"No, no, you're not prying. She's more like Bruno, he likes things that are sour, bitter, and bland. He loves things differently and that's okay!"
Selena was displeased how he found a way of shifting the conversation from himself. She wanted to learn more about him. She wanted to get close to being his friend, to say things intentionally and unapologetically. But with Aiden, she had always threaded eggshells.
"Ice creams aren't my thing. Strawberries are cool so are
