Wilbur's POV
It's 3am, we're still in the car driving to Brighton, Tommy was being loud while I was busy tuning my guitar. Techno and Phil were chatting up front, we'd been in the car for nearly 3 hours, and the child was getting hungry, so we decided to stop by the local grocery store. "Tech, keep an eye on Tommy, I'm going to get clothes." Phil said "Alright, Theseus, follow me." Techno said, as serious as always. I went ahead and explored. I only got a new beanie (mine was worn out) and guitar strings in case mine broke, we all met up and paid, the cashier was a kind boy, maybe about my age, with long black hair and a nasty scar, he was wearing a navy blue beanie with the letters "LAFD" on its brim it was slightly worn out, but not as bad as mine, when it was our turn, I blushed at his voice, why? I don't know, all I knew is that it'd happened, "Thank you" I say, he handed me the bags "No problem" he says smiling at me as I leave, I smile back, cast a final glance then get back in the car.
Quackity's POV
It'd been my normal day at the shop, slow and tiring, I'd have to work till 4 today, I was lucky it was a Friday, but then, an odd family passed, one was a guy, maybe in his early twenties, long pink hair and Ruby red eyes, the next was and older man, most likely the father, blonde hair a little less then shoulder length in a low ponytail, with blue-grey eyes, the 3rd was a small kid, blue eyes and blonde hair, definitely the youngest, he sounded kinda coarse and he was yapping his mouth off, the final one is the one that caught my eye, a lanky brunette with brown eyes, round glasses and a guitar strapped to his back, he was wearing a very worn out maroon beanie, a yellow sweater and black pants. He'd obviously been tired, his walk was slow and lazy, and he had eye bags, either way he was hot... no Alex, snap out of it you don't even know his name. A few minutes later they came up, "Dadza! Can I get gum?" The youngest yapped, "Tommy, you have some in the car" he sighed. "Oh! Yeah!" "That will be £" I say, having eye contact with the Brunette Boy for 5 seconds until I blush and look away to bag everything. "Thank you" he says, taking the bags I handed him "No problem." I say, don't get nervous I thought to myself, smiling at him, he smiled back and then left, I felt my face heat up. I was almost 100% sure I was red in the face.
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Today and tomorrow.
RomanceAlexis Quackity works a boring job at a grocery store in Brighton, he's 17 and doesn't do much but work. But when an interesting family comes in, he might fall for the love of his life.
