Return For Duty

The reason to be located

Welp, that ended way faster than i expected. I guess the attention we were getting are starting to go under people's skin that someone seemed to call for a cop who was patrolling around the park to defuse the situation. It didn't take much for the guy to scare him away, any stubbornness to beat up an android that roars high in the crowd immediately went out the moment the topic of money was mentioned, specifically the property damages fine.

The crowd was dispersed, i got sent on my way to continue my errands, and no one or anything got hurt in the process. Win-win.

Amazing it only took 200 years for us to get rid of corruption inside public security forces now ain't it? It's amazing how the government can get rid of pests that were far away but can't get rid of the ones near it.

But anyway, putting what just happened under my bridge, I made my way over to the grocery store, it ain't that far, it only took 15 minutes. But, that damned incident took half an hour of my precious time on my schedule. A time that I could've used better for something else.

With my own tune in my head and my hands on the handle of a cart riding on electromagnets to hold itself up, I made my way inside and start my mission:

To find all the shits I need on my list from this damned giant place.

Shelves after shelf and after shelf are tightly stacked against one another to make one hell of a tight fit of isles that I have to force myself in while trying to just ignore the fits of arguments from others 'bout who owns the right of way and all that jazz. Land taxes are just crazy these days, so much so that in order to keep profit big corporate giants that owned other branches of this grocery store had to cut off space even though their yearly sales are big as a hump.

With these kinds of prices just for not a lot of land, it makes me wonder how in the hell the old man was somehow able to buy my parents' house before a bank took it away and kept it until I needed somewhere to stay. I paid him back in full, of course. There's no way in hell I'm gonna let him give me the place where I used to live as a kid for free.

My heart just would not let it, and it's not like I don't have enough money on me anyways. I'm just glad he bought it so that I wouldn't lose it. It was another one of the big favors that I owe him for the rest of my life after taking me in when my parents died on their duty. I truly can't thank him enough for that. He's not my dad, but he's the closest thing I have had since my dad passed away. And for that, I'm grateful.

Sighing as some sad memories started to surface, I shook my head and put them away in the back of my mind again. Some people would rather forget, but not me. It's better to remember as a past event that had nothing to do with what's happening today. There is a difference between remembering and being unable to move past something. If you're the latter, it just means that you're either being a crybaby or an idiot. I snorted.

"Let's see...2 bottles of shampoo? Check. Soap blocks..check. A few pounds of beef and chicken...check. Beers? Can't live without them c'mon.." I smirked while musing to myself as i crossed out each item I'd got in my cart. The store wasn't big, so walking around it was not the tiring part. But squeezing myself in with other people in a space that felt like they were just 2x4s? Now that's....

The pure essence of hell.

Cringing from within as I took a seat down around the food court area, I went ahead with finishing my remaining cart items inspection off of my list while enjoying a cup of warm low-caffeine coffee that I got here. The taste isn't anything special or amazing, but it's more than enough to serve as a decent form of refreshment.

I was about to leave and go home to get back to work on the last finishing touches of a project that i've been working on for these past few months and live the rest of this new slow life of mine but before i could do that, a hand unexpectedly came out of nowhere and grabbed my shoulder.