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Grabbing a cart from the front, you had your list up on your phone of all the essentials needed not wanting to miss anything. You also needed to give each and every aisle attention so instead of pushing the cart, you pushed it in front of your impatient boyfriend who looked like he'd wanna do anything else besides this.
"What you handing me this for?"
"To push." You spoke in a duh tone and he rolled his eyes.
"You been thinking I'm some sort of maid lately, I peeped." He answered back but still placed his hands on the handle as they both walked in the store the first place she wanted to stop at was the feminine aisle.
"Chris, shut up. You been annoying me so much today," He was acting like a little ass kid with you all day, you were starting to wish he stayed home.
"You wanted me to come!" That made you turn around in the middle of walking, almost making him hit you with the cart.
Chuckling, "No, I did not. You seen I was leaving to run errands and what you say? "Wait, baby. I wanna come," when you could've just stayed there playing the game."
"Because I thought you was going somewhere fun,"
"Since when has errands ever been fun, Chris?" You questioned and he snickered, shrugging. Rolling your eyes, you lead him down the aisle and stopped just in front of the menstrual items, searching for your usual product. Chris eyes darted over to the panty liners on the shelf and raised his eyebrow.
"The fuck is this?" He pointed at the shelf and you turned around looking at him and what he was pointing at.
"Catch discharge and stuff."
"Damn, y'all got that and periods? And we just be humping."
"I know like some fucking heathens," You mumbled.
"You like this heathen, though." He smirked and you gave him a blank stare before turning back around to face the shelf, finding what you were looking for and placing it in the cart. "Aye, since we here, can we stop by the game section?"
"No."
"You be treating me like a stepchild, man. Fake as fuck but let me say no to you then it's "You sleeping on the couch and no pussy for a week."" He ranted and you rolled your eyes not in the mood to entertain him right now.
Leaving the health section, you looked down at your list seeing you needed a few things from the food section even though you rarely ever food shopped at Target but they had things the usual grocery store didn't and you wanted it.
