"Stevie if you keep hitting me with the cart I swea- STEVIE I WILL SHOVE THESE UP YOUR ASS FUCKING TRY ME."
A bunch of heads turned the way of the group of teenagers as Dylan shrieked, clutching onto the bag of straws he was holding.
"Well maybe if you moved out of the way I wouldn't have to hit you." Stevie snorted as she grabbed the straws out of his hands.
"Hey guys I can't really see where you're at so if you would be so kind as to come get me that would be very much apprecia-SHIT THAT WAS THE APPLES OH NO." Melanie finished with a shriek as a loud tumbling noise followed.
"Where are Mei and Flick?" Carter asked, ignoring Melanie's screams for help. "I haven't seen them since we got here."
As if on cue, Mei and Flick came running around the corner, each of them carrying as many tubs of ice cream as they could.
"WE GOT THE ICE CREAAAAM!" Mei yelled as she dumped all of the cartons into the cart. Dylan stared at them in mild confusion.
"Oooh yeah I forgot about the ice cream runs." Carter said, his eyes wide.
"What the fuck?" Dylan blurted out, still very much confused.
"SHIT I THINK I SPILLED THE LAUNDRY DETERGENT OH GOD NO." Melanie screamed from farther down the row of aisles.
And that is how they got kicked out of a Walmart at 3 in the morning.
What a time to be alive.
(Sadly Mei was not able to get the ice cream as the workers were too busy shooing them out.
Rip @ Mei)
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Fiction généraleClub Soda is a very stupid name for a very lovely group of people. A drabble story about a group of disabled kids that I will update randomly. Don't expect an actual storyline because that is not going to happen sorry ;;
