Warm Water // Cro

1. Grocery Shopping

The worst part of living with room mates is getting the necessities for the flat. If its a guy, then you're fucked because they rarely do anything productive. In my case I'm fucked because Bruno said it was my turn, when it wasn't but he doesn't charge me a shit ton for rent. I say its because I scare him off with my morning face.

I'm over here frying my brain due to the lack of German. I'm literally on my phone, with Google translate open. Translating everything then looking for it in those big ass signs above the aisles.

So far I have Vegetables and Fruits because you don't need a sign telling you what they are. But for cereal, which is my every day breakfast now a days you do.

I'm dragging this ugly beat up cart down the aisles. I'm so beat from work, bartending. Having to handle with rude costumers, hitting on me. Fucking rude. Its about 11pm right now and its about to be 12am. I'm slow as shit right now due to my turtle pace in everything that has to do with Germany.

But, right, my cereal. I typed it into the translator, Getreide. Sounds like Gatorade.

Its like two aisles away, no one was even here at the moment. Only an old lady who was grabbing frozen foods. Ew. Then that occasional costumer who came for one thing then where on their Mary way out.

When I got to the aisle I recognized a bunch of brands. Cereals from back home, Seattle. Lucky fucking charms, thanking the lord. I saw the cartoon leprechaun and I knew there was hope for me. It was at the bottom so I had to crouch Down. I got a box but it was open. I backed up a little to check if there was any more. My luck, there was. I put my hand all the way in and grabbed a box.

I got back up, putting it in the cart. I was about to keep on moving but their was a fucking robber right in front of me.

Are you fucking with me?

He had a panda mask covering half of his face from the forehead to his nose. He was just standing there, looking at me. Waiting.

I looked at him, we stared at each other for a good five seconds until he gave me a mischievous smirk.

"Okay.", I said, swallowing my saliva. "I have like $200 dollars in cash right now. This beautiful ring my ex boyfriend gave me.", I said and threw it at him, he didn't even catch it, bounced right off him. "Okay, that's all I have. Please don't hurt me.", I pleaded.

He looked at me and cracked the biggest smile ever and laughed right in front of my face. For a good minute or so.

"Oh my god.", he spoke for the first time. His voice was nice and mellow. "What the fuck?", he said trying to stop laughing but failing miserably. "The hell did you think I was going to do? Steal the last lucky charms box and kill you for it?", he said cracking up even more. He was literally tearing up.

My face had to be fifty shades of red.

"No asshole but who the fuck wears a panda mask at twelve in the morning?", I argued with him.

"Me, sassy.", He said gaining his composure.

"Idiot.", I said under my breath. "Where did my ring go?"

My eyes roamed for it until I saw it, in the middle of us. I was going to grab it until he did.

"Here my ex girlfriend gave it to me.", he said smiling at me.

Even with half his face covered he looked beautiful.

I gave him a fake smile and snatched it from him.

"Dick.", I said in the softest voice ever. I put it back on my index finger and began walking away.

"Whats your name?", he asked me. I didn't bother turning around just stopped dead in my tracks. He wants my name? Not a chance I'm giving him my real name, Clara.

Think quick.

"Its None of your fucking business.", I said and walked away quickly to go check out my items. Never again. Will I ever go grocery shopping at 12 in the morning. Never. Who the fuck wears a panda mask with a snap back? Who? Who? I sound like the worlds biggest owl but honestly who.