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You and Owen get home just before dark, exhausted from the excitement of the day. You wash the sand off and crawl into bed, before falling into a peaceful sleep.
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Excellent choice!
Owen tries to steal some of your ice cream when he's done with his. You take a big teeth-first bite into your ice cream, sending him into an appalled silence.
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Hmm... Well, I guess if you wanna be a copycat...
Owen tries to steal some of your ice cream when he's done with his. You take a big teeth-first bite into your ice cream, sending him into an appalled silence.
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You ask the teenager behind the counter if it has real strawberries in it. She shrugs.
Owen tries to steal some of your ice cream when he's done with his. You take a big teeth-first bite into your ice cream, sending him into an appalled silence.
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Oh I see. You're one of those people who are like, "Oh, no, this frozen treat simply isn't cold enough." Wow...
Owen tries to steal some of your ice cream when he's done with his. You take a big teeth-first bite into your ice cream, sending him into an appalled silence.
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You ask for Oreo. They tell you, "We have cookies and cream."
Owen tries to steal some of your ice cream when he's done with his. You take a big teeth-first bite into your ice cream, sending him into an appalled silence.
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A classic. You're basic, I respect it.
Owen tries to steal some of your ice cream when he's done with his. You take a big teeth-first bite into your ice cream, sending him into an appalled silence.
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You pack your sulking brother back into the car, but you bribe him into a better mood with the promise of ice cream. He enthusiastically orders a chocolate cone, and you consider you options.
Vanilla | Oreo | Mint Chocolate
Strawberry | Chocolate | Salmon
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Ah, Galveston. You’ve always loved the island, since you were a little kid. Now you’re grown, and your little brother Owen has been hounding you to take him, a special adventure with no parents to dampen the fun.
You pack some lunches, grab sunscreen that will certainly be forgotten, and head over to the little beach town.
You laugh. “Tell you what, if you can figure out a way to keep a tank clean, sure, knock yourself out.” He rolls his eyes and sets the crab back onto the sand.
You brush the wind-blown hair out of your face and look at the time. “It’s getting late, we should probably head home before too much longer.”
No, let’s go ahead and leave.
Well… sure. Let’s stay a little longer.
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