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[a little girl was sitting by herself in the quaint, little cafe. If one observes, she doesn't seem to show much expression. In truth however, she's excited! It's been sometime since Ib meet up with her older friend, and with the combination of eating sweets together- she's looking forward on hanging out with Garry. Her mom looked like she wasn't sure at first, but it's not often Ib insisted. Garry is a dear friend, a very dear friend whom helped her find the way out from the gallery, the brunette loves her mom but she wants to meet Garry again too. But thankfully, mom finally understands and she and dad let her go to the cafe!

And so, here is Ib. Waiting on one of the tables outside, since the weather felt nice, but not swinging her legs about underneath the table.

Okay maybe just a bit.]

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[Garry was sure there would be something to be done about Ib's parents' trust...Garry was fifteen years older than she. Garry didn't mind and he was sure Ib didn't but the other parties need to be reassured that Garry was nothing more than a gentle soul.

When he got the call saying that Ib's parents okay-ed it, Garry was ecstatic. He was so happy to see his dear little friend again, for a moment the trauma from the gallery just went away. Oh wait, before he left...There. There, the handkerchief was nice and clean. Like the fine laced cloth was fresh and new.

Garry left and was surprised that Ib came before him. She was sitting there waiting oh so patiently. Garry normally didn't like to be sneaky but oh, oh he just couldn't help himself this time. He quietly blended in with people walking on the sidewalk and tapped Ib on the shoulder.]

I hope you weren't waiting too long.

[The small tap made Ib slightly jump, but she did not yelp. Instead, she quickly turned- curious to see who was behind, and quickly curved a smile when she see it was Garry.

Without the smile disappearing, she shook her head.]

Just a few minutes, that's all.

That's good, I didn't mean to be late. I tried to get here before you but, ah...

[He reached into his pocket and got out Ib's handkerchief.]

I wanted to make sure I didn't forget this.

[It was perfectly clean too. As if he put a lot of care into it.]

[Ib's eyes widened when she saw what was on Garry's hand, her handkerchief....!

Once he had gave her the handkerchief, she did a quick close look. It's been cleaned, it almost looks fresh like the day her mother gave it, but...]

You didn't have to go through all the trouble.

[And she wasn't just being polite either. It's nice of Garry to go through the effort, but he really didn't have to. If it helped Garry stop from bleeding and being hurt, then she was just happy with that.]

I wanted to clean it well. It was important, it was of no trouble to me.

[He gave Ib a big smile as he traveled to his seat opposite from her. This was their first outing as friends, so he wanted it to all be nice.]

After all, you gave that to me when I was hurt. The least I could do is return it clean.

Well, thank you then.

[Ib smiled back brightly, she's grateful of Garry- she very much is. The older man had helped her too often, she should make a surprise or a thank you gift for Garry soon. Maybe she can buy him macaroons next time they meet up.

Now that she thought about it, Garry seems to like sweets, remembering that he also brings around candies with him.]

[Sweets are pretty okay/good. As long as it's not like...crazy fancy sugary rich, Garry gets along with sweets well. Just saying. Ice cream's pretty bitchin'. Uh anyway. Back to sweets. Garry clasped his hands together and smiled back when Ib gave her sunshine smile.]

So anyway...Hm, you were here before me, did you see what macarons they had today?

[She tried to recall the menu by pulling up the palm of her hand, let see...]

Chocolate, strawberry, black forest, green tea and... orange chocolate?

[That's about it! She'd like to try them all, but just one or two is also okay, too many sweets isn't good even if they are tasty.]

Aw, so no lemon today?

[Lemon was his absolute favorite, the horror. Hey Ib do you remember, huh? The lemon candy?]

It's not a problem though, I love green tea as well. Green tea and maybe...orange chocolate. How about you?

[There's a long and somewhat childish pause, she probably looks silly right now- but sweets were a serious business ok.

After a few minutes;]

Maybe black forest, and strawberries.

[It was silly yes, but Garry thought it was just plain adorable so he gave no shits.]

Black forest? You have pretty sophisticated tastes.

[He seriously thought she would play safe and get the chocolate instead. But oh, this was Ib he was talking about, she was very mature for her age.]

I like it, though.

[Her parents once took her to a party and it had blackforest cake! The taste was different but she actually liked it! Actually, she's pretty looking forward for blackforrest macaroons, they sound really yummy.]

But that's a good thing, I never grew a taste for black forest until a few years ago.

[When the waitress came, Garry ordered his and so on...ordering an iced green tea with honey too.]

And, uh, one for the little lady over here.

[Smile. His treat.]

Thank you, but...

[A frown, no Garry, you've already done much for her- you don't need to do any more. She's going ask her parents to buy her older friend dozens of gifts if this keeps up.]

[IT'S TEA. TEA. GOD. TEA. SOMETHING HE CAN AFFORD. Garry wags his finger and tsked.]

It was my promise to take you to get macaroons in this cafe. I could get you a drink to go with that too.

You worry too much, none of this is a problem to me at all. Not the handkerchief, nor the tea.

[She's so proper a lady though, even though if it was unnecessary. He chuckled.]

I'm a simple man with simple joys in doing even the most simple nice things for people. If it's someone I like then it's all worth it, no?

[Lo and behold Garry, a very rare Ib-pout. Well, subtle pout- but a pout nonetheless.]

But I want to return the favor at least once.

[She doesn't like the idea of just getting gifts all the time alright, she wants to give things for Garry in appreciation and love too. It's only fair.]

[And that was when he finally got it. She felt guilty that Garry was treating her with things. Garry hadn't planned on asking anything out of Ib, but he knew where she was coming from. Garry would probably feel a little bad too if he were in Ib's shoes, but he never liked asking for favors; especially when he really wanted to do something nice for someone he grew to like as a friend. And yet still...Garry looked at Ib with an understanding look. He felt foolishly not noticing her feelings sooner.]

I won't say no to something like that if that's what you feel you should do. It's very courteous of you.

Then let me buy the macaroons next time.

[There was a hint of determination in her tone, next time she's going to treat Garry dozens of macaroons...! Just you wait.

And finally, their order arrived. Ib was pleased, not only because of the sweets but because she can return Garry the favor next time they eat out together.]

Hahahaha, alright. You got a deal.

[Garry grinned widely. He knows you're serious about it, you're a sweet girl, Ib. Maybe not a lot of people treated you as such; but you were. Garry respected you greatly for a lot of things like that.]

But in the meantime, enjoy these; these are my treat this time.

[Wink of Encouragement.]

[That had earn a small giggle from the brunette.

And somewhat encourage, Ib reached out for the black forest macaroons and soon her eyes lit up upon tasting the wonderful sweets. These are really good...!]

[As if Garry had to ask, but he did. Garry's smile never left his face as his little lady friend looked so happy.]

Is it good? Do you like it?

[Garry wasted no time taking a bite from one of his macaroons. Of course, Garry looked very pleased with what he was eating too. He loved the macaroons here.]

Exceptionally, I really like it.

[She also just learned that word recently, and thought it might be a good time to practice it. But really, from the looks of it, Ib love the macaroons! Hide it she may try, but she's now just a happy kid being treated to delicious sweets.]

[Aw Ib! That was a rather adult word. So mature.]

Hm, by the way...did you come alone?

[He asks that question and then finishes up his one macaroon he was eating. And sipped his tea. He never thought about that until now, Ib's parents were either around or they really trusted her.]

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