"'Cause if I'm gonna learn how to love you
I need to unlearn how to love too
Need to unlearn how to run when it feels right"
max mayfield x fem!oc
[SEASON TWO-FIVE]
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Julianna followed Joey through the bustling grocery store, her small hand clasped tightly in his. The bright fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, illuminating the colorful packages that filled the shelves, creating a kaleidoscope of sights and sounds. As they navigated through the aisles, Julianna felt like a tiny explorer in a vast jungle of products, each one more interesting than the last.
As Joey paused to consult his shopping list, Julianna's attention was caught by a shiny red and white box perched on a shelf nearby. The familiar Utz chips logo glinted invitingly, and without a second thought, she released her grip on Joey's hand. "I'll be right back!" she called over her shoulder, though she didn't wait for his response.
With quick, eager steps, she darted toward the chips, her heart racing with excitement. She could almost taste the salty crunch already. Once she reached the shelf, she wasted no time; her small fingers expertly pried open the box with the same determination she used when unwrapping a present. As soon as the lid was off, she plunged her hand in and pulled out a handful of chips, stuffing them into her mouth. The satisfying crunch echoed around her, and she let out a soft giggle, blissfully unaware of the world around her.
Just then, Julianna spotted a pair of oversized sunglasses hanging on a nearby display. They were ridiculous, with bright pink frames and sparkly embellishments. Laughing to herself, she grabbed the glasses and slid them onto her face, feeling like a superstar in a music video. She turned toward the mirror at the end of the aisle, striking a pose as she admired her reflection, the glasses slipping slightly down her nose.
However, her antics hadn't gone unnoticed. A store employee, a stern-looking man with a name tag that read "Carl," watched her with a furrowed brow. "Hey there, young lady," he called out, his tone authoritative. "Where's your mom?"
Julianna froze for a moment, the crunch of chips pausing in her mouth. She turned to him, wide-eyed and silent, a chip half-raised. Rather than answer, she simply stared, her expression a mix of confusion and defiance.
"Are you stealing those?" he pressed, moving closer as she turned away and walked past him, unfazed by his question. Julianna felt a thrill of rebellion as she slipped by, the thought of being caught only adding to the excitement of her adventure.
Joey, meanwhile, was scanning the aisles, his brow furrowing with concern as he realized Julianna was no longer beside him. After a moment, he spotted her a few aisles away, happily munching on chips and wearing a pair of ridiculously large sunglasses. A mix of relief and exasperation washed over him as he made his way toward her.
