Iximaz gazed longingly at the beauty in front of her. With cold beads of water slowly sliding down it's sides, nothing could compare to her lover. She sipped at the juice inside, longing for even more, yet knowing that this was all she could have. "Oh lemonade, people are nothing compared to your delectable taste," she moaned, "If only there were more of you in my fridge, then I might finally be fully satisfied." She sipped the rest of the beverage until only the ice cubes remained. Then she wept for never again could she know such love until she went to the store.

Writing this made me thirsty, but it was totally worth it.