Pete's POV
I barely have time to react before someone slams into my trolley. I swerve sideways to avoid them but end up smashing into a shelf of eggs and at least half of them fall to the ground.
All I can do is stand there in the middle of the mess ashamed as everyone around stares at me. The managers come over to clean it up and tell me off for being stupid even though it wasn't my fault.
After a while they get mops to clean it all up then collect the cartons to see how much I have to pay for all the damage.
By the time they're done I end up with more than $100 of broken eggs. I've also got a whole trolley of them because apparently it's my problem now and I have to get rid of them. The supermarket can't even be bothered to throw them away because they're lazy and pissed about the extra work.
When I get outside I stand by a wall and rest my head against the trolley handle as I breathe heavily, wondering why I'm such an idiot. Why can't I just not be a clumsy idiot for once? Why do I have to fuck everything up?
I'm so busy holding back tears that when someone puts their hand on my shoulder I almost jump out of my skin. I swing around in fright but it's just a ginger haired guy in a fedora so I groan and drop my head back down.
"Hey dude I'm really sorry about that" "It's ok, it wasn't your fault" "Yeah it kinda was, I wasn't paying attention to where I was going and knocked into you, I'm sorry". I didn't even see him but I guess he's the one who knocked into me, it's not totally my fault I'm in this mess.
"I don't care, it's fine" "No it's not, let me help you, I'll get rid of all these". He wheels my trolley off and throws all the cartons and broken eggs into the bin then walks back to me. It's kind of upsetting to see so much money go in the bin but there's not much I can do about it, it just sucks.
"Hey do you want me to take you home or do anything?" "No I'm fine" "Really? Is your car here somewhere? I could at least walk you" "No I take the bus and I guess now I don't have a bunch bags to take with me" "Oh no you didn't get your shopping, do you want me to go with you and we'll get it?" "No I don't have the money for it" "I can drive you home to get it and then we can come back. Sorry if I'm being annoying but I feel bad and I wanna help since I caused this mess"
He's trying so hard and I'm touched but he's making this awkward so I step back away from him. "No I mean I don't have any money at all to buy food. I'm a secretary and I don't earn much so I can't buy anything, I spent like $100 on that so that's all I had. I got a bonus so I was gonna treat myself tomorrow but I need food so I guess I'll use that"
The guy looks really apologetic now so I lean against the wall and sigh "I'm sorry I'm just being an idiot, the bus should be coming soon so thanks for trying to help but I'm fine" "No it's not fine, I'm a dick and I stuffed if all up so I'll buy everything for you" "No fucking way, I'm not a charity case and I'm not letting you do that for me" "Then come home with me, you can have a shower and I'll make you dinner to make it up to you. I feel really bad so I want to do something" "Fine, you can if you want"
He seems happy as I follow him towards his car but turns around with a laugh "You don't even know my name, this must be really creepy, I'm Patrick Stump" "Pete Wentz and nice to meet you, you seem cool, except for the whole clumsy bit" "Yeah I'm fucking sorry and hopefully you don't think I'm a pedo or anything" "I'm 25, I'm not a kid" "I'm 34 so you're pretty young" "It's fine, you're nice so I don't care about your age"
His cars big and black and I'm no expert on cars but it seems pretty fancy. I feel like some poor homeless orphan being taken in by him since I'm young and poor and useless. It's awkward but I can't leave just because he's intimidating and rich so I get into the passenger seat.
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