October 1, 1895 — Halloween at Fortescues
Mia did not tend to partake in ice cream but even so, here she was. She did not really know the differences between the flavours so she had gotten the Blood Orange Bite. It was a bright orange and she imagined it was going to taste citrusy. She was not left disappointed. Her first spoonful had been devoid of cinnamon specks so she had truly enjoyed it. Her next bite had the specks but it was fine, nice and warming... at first. But now her mouth felt like it was on fire, she did her best to fan her mouth, dropping some of her ice cream. Her lips were now bright red and her mouth felt like it was lit a flame. "Water, someone, please," she managed to request.


