Date- 12 Oct 22XX
Time- 17:35
Location- Central Region, Capital city, Ice Cream parlor
"Sweetpea, which flavor would you like?" Sansa's Dad asked little Sansa who was still depressed about what transpired in the Duskborn household even after her father repeatedly consoled her on the way here.
"It doesn't matter, he hates me," little Sansa said, hearing such dark words come from a little girl of Sansa's age was very concerning, especially if you were her father.
"How about the Rainbow mix? Different flavor with every lick," The attendant suggested doing his job.
"..." Hearing the attendant's suggestion little Sansa gave him a glare and then looked away thinking he was not worth it.
Looking into the little girl's eyes, despite being a mature adult, the attendant jolted in fright, as he felt an ominous stare staring at him from inside the little girl's eyes. Hence choosing to stay shut until asked to.