Draco & Sydney
At the food cart over there," Sydney said, gesturing with the cup. She'd stopped trying to correct him on calling her love by now; she still didn't like it, but she knew it would just be wasting her breath.
"I wouldn't buy it there, though," she continued, leaning forward slightly so she wouldn't risk settling into his arm on the back of the bench. Tolerance only went so far. "It's awful."