it was another boring day of quarantine, and megan was sitting in her bed playing the sims on her laptop, talking to her sims to entertain herself. she realised that she needed to hangout with someone to stop her absolute insanity from going to far. so megan decided to send a weird video on instagram to her best pal lea, to get her attention ofc. "i shall send a video of me eating baby jaquan" baby jaquan was a small black baby figure she had found at a party and stolen. she put the small child between her teeth and started recording, she let the baby fall into her mouth and said "nutritional". the video was sent and all she had to do was wait. in ab a minute she got a video back "thanks megan" was the only appropriate way to respond to such content.
megan proceeded to ask lea to hangout bc she was quite lonely, but lea was ab to leave for work. "FONK" said megan, in quite nasally tone. now what was she to do ? she supposed shed take a walk to 7/11 by herself, get a little afternoon shnak. she put on her pants and left in leas greacy hoodie, for megan had not washed it yet.
"god damn im so along" megan muttered to herself as she trotted down to the sevy levy. being alone was something megan had struggled with, she likes her alone time for sure, but quarantine was hard. she started to think to herself and before she knew it she was at the store, she went inside and made her way to the back fridges, where that sweet sweet iced tea was, shed do just ab anything for iced tea, shit was devine. as she turned the corner of the snack isle she saw a beautifully tanned, tall curly haired e-boy lookin ass scouring the i e tea. his jean shorts were ripped, and his Hawaiian shirt was only buttoned up half way, his chest didn't have a lot of hair but thatd come with time.
megan couldnt bring herself to walk over there, so she pretended to look at snacks, even tho he was the only real snack at 7/11, as she watched him make his decision. he opened the fridge door and picked the goodlife green tea, megan loved that brand, 'my future husband' she thought, god damn he was hot. he spun on his heel and began to walk away, she approached the tea and grabbed the exact same one, maybe he'd notice she liked the same flavour and strike up a conversation, but wait. megan was wearing yesterday's brows and had no other makeup on. her hair was greasy under her hood and she had snot on her sleeve. her first encounter with the man if her dreams couldnt be like this, she put the tea back and grabbed some oj instead.
she knew she'd probably never see him again, but on the odd chance she did, she had to look not like this. she started walking to the till and he left the store, 'fuck his ass is nice'. hopefully their paths would cross once again. megan paid and left, as ahe did so some fuckin crackhead started asking her for money "o no, i dont have any, sorry" megan trued to shuffle away. she wasnt lying, she just stunk of broke.
