Oliver asked you out on a date and you accepted it. He told you to meet him at the place where you met: the local Chick Fil A. He says for you to be there at 1:05 in the afternoon. When you arrive, Oliver walks you over to your table. He says he ordered your normal meal. You and him had been dating a while, a year to be precise. He’s a bit annoying, but he’s hot and funny and such. He asks you if you wanna split a milkshake. Wwyd?

Either

Sure))

“What kind do you want, dear?”

“Is vanilla alright?”

“Be right back with it, hun!” Oliver said, before going up to the counter and ordering one.

Oliver came back with a vanilla milkshake and two straws. “You first, darling”

“Of course, dear!”