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philip

it's 11:27 pm, and i'm hungry. and i feel dirty, i haven't even showered yet and i'm still stuck in the clothes i've been in all day. gross.

my plan is to have a quick semi-midnight snack, shower, and eat more if i'm still hungry. what should i eat? what could i eat? i literally just moved into this house, so there wasn't much for me. however, my fridge did work so i tried my best to stock it up, and the cupboards too. i guess i'll start unpacking tomorrow. i got a cute little one story place, so it shouldn't be too bad. i packed a bit light anyway. but i had everything i needed. i just didn't have a lot of food.

i'll go grocery shopping after i'm done unpacking. red meat is the definitely one of the groceries i need, it's good for your blood cells. as for unpacking, i only have my bed— not even my bed. just my heavenly soft mattress, my big, fluffy blanket and my cloud like pillow. add the framing and i will not leave the bed unless i'm dragged. plus, i have chargers for my electronics so i'm all set at the moment. i also put some cutlery, bowls, and plates away earlier in the day.

i walked to my kitchen, pulling up my skinny jeans as i grabbed a bowl, and a box of cheerios before walking to my fridge. only to find that there was no milk. thank god i didn't pour the cereal yet.

i closed the fridge in disappointment before grabbing my house key, phone, ear buds, and wallet as i began to walk outside. the gas station was just around the corner, so i really didn't need my car. i didn't move to the bad side of town either, so i didn't really need to worry about getting mugged. i put my ear buds in, allowing jesse rutherford's melodic voice to play.

as i quickly walked to the gas station, i felt someone's eyes on me, but i shook it off. i think it's because i just passed a shady, dark alley. if the feeling was still there when i got out of the store, i would be sure to book it home, where i would be safe. i don't know, i've been feeling more paranoid since an incident happened two years ago. i'm not too sure about what happened, i'm sure i'll remember it later. at least that's what i keep telling myself. since i couldn't remember, i started watching a bunch of horror movies, which was weird for me because i hated anything scary, creepy, or obscure related. but i guess i liked the idea of them? i enjoyed the thrill of fear and the sense of adrenaline it gave me, not actually being in fear, if that made sense.

i took out one ear bud as i pushed open the door to the store, and walked to the back where all the cold drinks were. i saw a line of energy drinks, powerade and gatorade, soda, healthy smoothies like naked, and finally, the milk. i opened the fridge to get a jug of a half gallon of milk before closing it again. those few seconds of the refrigerator being open made me feel even colder, great!

my fingers were unwillingly keeping a tight hold on the handle of the milk jug as i walked to where the front counter was. the cashier looked unimpressed and bored out of his mind as i walked up to the counter.

i offered him a small smile, which he awkwardly returned before tapping the screen of the electronic cash register.

"will this be all you're buying?" the cashier asked as he scanned the milk's price tag.

"yeah," i softly answered, opening up my wallet to grab a five dollar bill.

"your total will be $2.37," the cashier informed, looking back up at me.

i handed him the crisp bill, watching as he opened the cash register and put the money in before getting my change. i can barely understand how cash registers work, which is probably why i work at baskin robbins and not a gas station. i just have to scoop a good amount of ice cream, and then my least favorite part, the cash register. my mind has to process the buttons before actually tapping them. i know the cancel button by heart by now.