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Wood'sLittleFlower · 05-09-2011, 01:32 AM

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Originally Posted by Hanaa ツ

There was no milk in the fridge.

There was no bread in the bread bin. And even though she was CONVINCED she'd bought bread the day before, it was a completely inconceivable thought that she'd put it somewhere else.

Gliding through a group of tourists and losing the ethereal look by having to shove one of them out of the way, Alyss pushed open the door to the small shop that was going to be the end to her distress. Hopefully. Pushing back a handful of unkempt hair, she began to move down the fridge isle, glancing slightly wistfully at all the nice looking cheeses that she totally couldn't afford to buy, and eventually reaching the part with the... The...

The part without any semi-skimmed milk. What? Rubbing a stressed hand over her now creased face, she looked at the blue and red topped milk bottles in between a gap in her fingers. WHHYY? Life just chose to be unfair. Especially to people like her.

People like her who just happened to have break-downs over milk.

Meh. Why did dogs have to eat so much food? There were plenty of things he could feed the dog, but it wasn't really smart to give human food to ANY animal.

Nevertheless, Emery made his way through crowds of people after work had finished and his day was over. Weaving his way inconspicuously through the crowd, Rhodey kept a rather low profile as he was so use to doing. Although, on occasion he would have swore that someone was following him. But hey- that's part of the downside of having the job that he did. It made him overly paranoid all of the time.

He ran a finger through his blond hair before turning around just to make sure that there really was no one there. Sure, people glanced at him as he did, but no one looked.. out of place. So, the man continued on, eventually arriving at some sort of convenience store that he barely ever visited.

Entering the store, the man held his head high and glanced around the small room before deciding it was safe enough to move forward. He moved toward the dog food isle, quickly finding the cheapest brand he could and decided it wouldn't quite hurt to get a few treats for the german shorthaired pointer.

But of course, he refused to leave without getting himself a little something. So, the man headed towards fridge isle, quickly finding the row of snapples. As he opened up the door and reached in for a lemon flavored one, his eyes wandered towards a girl standing just a little ways away. She.. didn't appear to be happy. Not one bit.

"Uh.. Miss?" he called out to her, "Everything alright?" the Australian inquired curiously.

05-09-2011, 01:32 AM	#5 (permalink)
Wood'sLittleFlower DMLE & DMAC Mooncalf Join Date: Jan 2010 Location: Pawnee Posts: 7,949 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brooks Bradshaw Gryffindor First Year Ministry RPG Name: Dieter Kareless Accidents & Catastrophes Ministry RPG Name: Coulson Bradshaw Law Enforcement	Ern's Walmart Greeter Quote: Originally Posted by Hanaa ツ There was no milk in the fridge. There was no bread in the bread bin. And even though she was CONVINCED she'd bought bread the day before, it was a completely inconceivable thought that she'd put it somewhere else. Gliding through a group of tourists and losing the ethereal look by having to shove one of them out of the way, Alyss pushed open the door to the small shop that was going to be the end to her distress. Hopefully. Pushing back a handful of unkempt hair, she began to move down the fridge isle, glancing slightly wistfully at all the nice looking cheeses that she totally couldn't afford to buy, and eventually reaching the part with the... The... The part without any semi-skimmed milk. What? Rubbing a stressed hand over her now creased face, she looked at the blue and red topped milk bottles in between a gap in her fingers. WHHYY? Life just chose to be unfair. Especially to people like her. People like her who just happened to have break-downs over milk. Meh. Why did dogs have to eat so much food? There were plenty of things he could feed the dog, but it wasn't really smart to give human food to ANY animal. Nevertheless, Emery made his way through crowds of people after work had finished and his day was over. Weaving his way inconspicuously through the crowd, Rhodey kept a rather low profile as he was so use to doing. Although, on occasion he would have swore that someone was following him. But hey- that's part of the downside of having the job that he did. It made him overly paranoid all of the time. He ran a finger through his blond hair before turning around just to make sure that there really was no one there. Sure, people glanced at him as he did, but no one looked.. out of place. So, the man continued on, eventually arriving at some sort of convenience store that he barely ever visited. Entering the store, the man held his head high and glanced around the small room before deciding it was safe enough to move forward. He moved toward the dog food isle, quickly finding the cheapest brand he could and decided it wouldn't quite hurt to get a few treats for the german shorthaired pointer. But of course, he refused to leave without getting himself a little something. So, the man headed towards fridge isle, quickly finding the row of snapples. As he opened up the door and reached in for a lemon flavored one, his eyes wandered towards a girl standing just a little ways away. She.. didn't appear to be happy. Not one bit. "Uh.. Miss?" he called out to her, "Everything alright?" the Australian inquired curiously. __________________ back on your feet again, lift your head, hold it_h i g h______________________________________________ _____________you wanna run it back but you can't turn the time, you start to feel like you're losing your shine __________________________________but the grass ain't always greener on the_o t h e r_ s i d e