Re: Ashley and Darcy and Open
Darcy did not know about the flavours, and he listened to her listing them off with some interest, looking at each container as she did so. They were all coloured with flavour, and he didn’t dare ask how it was that they weren’t melting in the warm room.
She dropped his hand to make up a bowl, and instinctively he moved to place a reassuring hand against her back. “I didn’t know about the flavours. It was really just ice and cream. Pleasant, but not... this,” he explained as best he could. It was grainy and slightly watery, in the absence of deep freezing. It wasn’t yet imported from Italy or able to be kept for long after being blended up together.