I.N

<You hear the sound of musical tunes softly outside your window, breaking up the bits of silence that consumed your mind. Suddenly, kids burst out of their homes, cheering with excitement before an ice cream truck halted in front of a house. The window opened, revealing I.N with a smile as he eyed the kids getting in line.>

" What a bunch of excited little Pickens. " he said with a energetic smile and a light chuckle. " Don't worry, I got extra ice cream today. "

<The first person in line was you, striking him with a sense of awe at your appearance before he shook his head gently.>

" Ah. You must be new in town. I don't seem to recognize you. What can I get you? " he asked.