You pushed the cart while Bucky and Steve, your two best friends, looked for Oreos in the next isle over. You were grabbing some soda. You bent down to grab a case and lifted it. It was quite heavy, but you managed.
“Hey beautiful, need some help?” someone asked behind you. You turned to see a man looking down at you with a weird look in his eyes.
“No thank you. I can handle it,” you replied, confidently.
“Are you sure?” he said, moving forward and biting his lip. You got a creepy vibe from this guy and could tell he wasn’t just being nice.
“Yes, thank you-”
“I insist,” he grabbed the case from you and lowered it into your cart.
“Thanks…” you said awkwardly. He stepped very close to you, so close in fact, that you could smell his horrible breath. You held back a gag as he spoke to you.
“Why don’t you thank me another way…” he putting a hand on your waist.
“Ahem,” someone said behind the man. You looked over his shoulder to see your friends standing, arms crossed, looking furious.
“Oh,” you said to the creepy man. “I don’t believe you’ve met my boys.”
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