Author's note
The music does not belong to me
Credits to the owner
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XI
"Oh.." the young woman paused her actions while she was about to grab a package of potato chips from one of the shelves.
Her long dark hair cascaded in soft curls on her back while the lights from the convince store shined on her olive skin.
She had her phone between her ear and her shoulder, and was simultaneously holding a shopping basket filled with other unhealthy foods.
"Don't worry I'll be fine." She answered while tossing the pack of potatoes inside. "No, I'm in town... no, no she insisted on wanting specific ones." She strode to the dairy section.
She opened one of the fridges and picked two packages of cremcaralles. "There wasn't any back there.. I know, I know but she literally begged! Do you have any idea how hard it is to say no to her?"
She closed one and opened another. "No, I'm not being used. I chose to come here." She yet again stopped her actions. "You don't have to... besides I was going to buy something for myself too while I'm here."
She finally finished choosing a bunch of puddings and headed to the checkout to pay. "Ok, bye." The phone slid from her shoulder to her hand, and then she put it in her Jean's pocket.
While heading there, she heard someone arguing to the next stall.
"You mind?" Shouted a manly voice.
Overpowered by curiosity, the woman popped her head from the side to assist the show.
"Yes." Answered another man calmly.
She gaped at the scene, and saw a blonde middle-aged man and a dark-haired man, younger than him, standing opposite each other while holding a box of some kind of milkshake in their hands.
"There are other types." The younger and slightly taller guy, pointed towards the shelves with a casual look on his face.
"Why do you need a whole box of them?" The older one complained trying to snatch the box from his rival.
"Look! There's even cherry flavor!" Answered back the youngest, as he took one box of strawberry milkshakes and shoved it on the man's face with a friendly expression.
The man didn't take it well and jabbed the box from his face too hard.
A splashing sound could be heard from all the angles of the supermarket, as an artistic pink flavor, painted the white floor under the oldest man's shoes.
The woman's lips parted in shock. But after seeing the attitudes of the two of them, she held herself from bursting into laughter.
"You... you fuc-"
"Oh thank the heavens!" The dark-haired man interrupted him, totally ignoring the other guy. He gripped to the other box of milkshakes tightly, as if it was the most precious thing in the world. "I don't know what I would've done if it was the banana flavor!" He said with an anxious expression.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME??" yelled the blonde man with a frantic look as he tried to attack the young man.
The tall guy quickly evaded the man and let the wet floor do its job. As predicted, the man slipped, and almost managed to do a double flip in the air, and landed right on his butt. He groaned in pain, as the other guy stared at him with big innocent eyes.
"Are you okay?" He asked him genuinely concerned, as he stretched a hand to help him up.
The man brutally rejected him and got up, cracking his back and legs. "You're going to get in trouble for this! Don't you have any manners kid?"
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