[the boy scowls over his mountain of whipped cream; normally, he'd be too embarrassed to order something like this in front of anyone (chocolate was such kid stuff), but today wasn't really a normal day (and he hadn't thought about it)]
Shut up.
[but (some of) the tension is easing out of those junkyard shoulders, too; if he closed his eyes, it could be a cafe at home, and it could be someone else making fun of his beverage choices]
Re: action
Shut up.
[but (some of) the tension is easing out of those junkyard shoulders, too; if he closed his eye
s, it could be a cafe at home, and it could be someone else making fun of his beverage choices][gulp]