Small touches.. - Ch1

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On November 28, The whole grump gang decided go to Black Friday to see what goodies they might find. Whether it be new equipment to brand new socks.

Barry\
"Hey Arin! Look at all these pink shirts with    Pigs on them"
Arin comes running towards me, happy to finally find some pink shirts.
"Thanks man. They are so sexy..."
He grabs about 5 shirts with different designs. I end up wandering off into the video games while trying not to get hit by a shopping cart. While I was there, I saw Ross, getting smothered by fans. I just chuckle at the Australian struggle to break free from all the questions.
"I-uh...well....maybe uh.... Heh.... I.."
I walk up.
"Alright ladies, Ross has had enough of smothering for today, take a shot at me."
I smile and the fans starts taking pictures and asking me stuff. I give Ross a thumbs up as a 'your welcome'.

✨A couple hours a shopping later✨
I'm in the kitchen cooking up something for Ross and I. Don't want to do GrumpCade on an empty stomach.

As I cook, Ross comes in and sits on one of the bar chairs and looks at the cutting board.
Ross\
"Something up, Bud?"
Barry looked at me as he cooked. I shook my head and smiled.
"Nope. Just wanted to come a see you cook, since your so good at it. You gotta teach me your ways Sensei."
He slightly blushes and smiles.
"Come on Ross, I'm not that good. Plus I can't cook that much.."
"More like, everything that I like eating so that's just fine!" I chuckle at my little inside joke.
He laughed with me.
When I see him smile,
I smile.
"Alright, I just about done with everything."
He made a beautiful platter of fish filets, a small fruit salad, and some rolls. He's an amazing cook even if he doesn't say so.
I grab a plate and serve myself while Barry does so as well. I grab for the tongs as he does and we touch hands.
"!.... I-I'm sorry bout' that B.."
I slightly blush, as does he.
".. It's alright Ross, you didn't hurt me"
He slightly chuckles. We finish getting our food and go towards our recording room...

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