He's moving away before I can tell him not to waste his money or time- I don't want any ice cream, and I can't fathom why he's putting so much effort into trying to get me to eat it.

I could follow him and stop him, but he told me to wait, and... I have to admit, I'm enjoying this.

No expectations. No trouble.

I wonder how long before someone finds us and wrecks it all.