Imagine:
You walk into target to buy some milk.
You find that the milk is on sale.
Yay.
You unscrew the cap to check and make sure the milk isn't rotten.
But you drop the milk because you're stupid. It spills all over your shirt.
Oh no.
Now you have to pay for that milk AND another milk.
You pick up another milk and go to check out.
And suddenly you see him standing there.
He wears a red shirt and a name tag that reads 'Alex.' His golden brown hair flies in the wind.
Wait we're inside...scratch that. Jesus Christ I can't write at all.
When it's your turn in line, you approach him.
Your eyes catch his. Wow. Such beautiful eyes. The luscious greenish-grey orbs seem to look right through your soul. He is so intimidating. And his eyes...I've never seen anything like them before.
"Excuse me Milkyway it's your turn."
When I hear that voice I snap out of my trance.
"Did you just call me...Milkyway?"
He grins. "Yeah...get it? Because..ur covered in milk lolz."
"Also," he continues, "your shirt is see through. Next time don't wear a white shirt."
I immediately cross my arms against my chest.
"Also, next time don't wear a bra," he smirks. "I wanna see dem tittiez, u kno wut I'm sayn?
There's a long silence before he finally apologizes.
"Sorry man, don't take it personal."
"It's okay." I say with my best fake smile plastered on my face.
"Can I get your number?"
"Can you bag my groceries?"
He doesn't look amused. "Oh..yeah..right of course."
He puts the milk carton in the bag and tosses the empty one.
"THIS BITCH EMPTY...YEET!" He yells as he chucks it into the can.
He laughs at his own joke and then turns back to me.
"Anyway, that'll be two fifty ei-"
Before he can finish I splash the milk from the carton in his face.
"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?! OW MY EYES! MY BEAUTIFUL INTIMIDATING GREENISH-GREY EYES!"
I slam the money on the counter and walk off.
Before I reach the exit I whirl around and look at him once again.
"Bah Felicia!" I say before bolting out the door with a now empty grocery bag.
-S
