Imagine // Chunks.

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It's 11 at night and I've gone to the store to get tomato sauce to make spaghetti for dinner at my parents' house tomorrow. However, I can't find any tomato sauce that does not have chunks in it. Mainly because I forgot my glasses at home and am pretty much blind without them. I see you and ask for help.

Kora sighed as she squinted at the can of tomato sauce, angrily. She couldn't see if it had any damn chunks in it. Everything was looking the same to her as she stood in the empty grocery store. She slammed the can back down and looked around for someone to help her.

She groaned when she saw no one and sat on the ground in front of the aisle, staring at the blurred cans.

"Um, do you need help?" A deep voice asked.

She looked up in desperation and saw a tall boy with a basket in his hand. She jumped up. "Yes!! I'm looking for a can of tomato sauce without any fucking chunks. I can't find any because I left my glasses at home!"

The boy chuckled, walking over and picking up a can, handing it to her. "Here you go."

She grinned, throwing her arms around the boy who stumbled back in surprise. "Thank you!"

She took the can and headed for the checkout. Once outside, she took the bags and put them in the trunk of her car and started to get in.

"So, what do you have against chunks?"

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I'm not super happy with this one, but here you go!

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