'Oh goddamn, all these bustling parents with their cranky kids' as I muttered to myself. After passing a groggily child with snot leaking down its nose and into the aisles of damnation, where the ruler was an middle-aged man who stood towering the school supplies section, yelling at kids making them squeal into deafening screeches. The parents usually mothers searching the for cheaper items at the back creating a disaster on the floors.
Fortunately, the bigger three binders were on top, making the mothers at the bottom seeming like angered ants. 'Pens, white out, paper packs, one big ass binder, and mechanical pencils.' I re-checked the list in mind. After paying for all the stupid shit I had to buy instead of ice cream, I came back to Capulet still sleeping. I scanned the calendar, five days left till school starts on Monday. Fucking brilliant.
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A/N: I have the worst experienced the school shopping and it ended up with me have a very bad cut. But using the new pens and mechanical pencils are the best feelings!
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