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Post by nicolas on Nov 27, 2009 22:44:44 GMT -5
 */ manage me, i'm a mess [/i][/size][/center][/color] it was just another day at tillmen’s grocery, a little slow – the weather outside being too nice for people to be wasting it running errands, as for novemeber it was unusually warm. when people asked nicolas moore about his job, he usually just shrugged, said it was nothing special and provided him with enough money to buy beer and keep his video games collection well stocked. it was a time filler he’d say, then shrug his shoulders and change the subject. it wasn’t like he was embarrassed, hell he could care less about what people thought, it was just that he had been lectured so many times by so many different people about getting out there, getting a ‘real’ job, one that secured him a future not just a futon in his parent’s basement. but nicky didn’t think about stuff like that, he was content with where he was and what he was doing.
still, on days like this when his uniform was dirty and he had been stuck in the cereal aisle, stocking honey nut cheerios and lucky charms for the last seven and a half hours, well it made him think there must be something else to look forward to. sadly today there wasn’t. he had nothing going on, so in half an hour, when his shift would finally end he’d probably head home, eat up whatever his family had had for dinner and pass out in front of the tv. nicolas was a guy who liked to have fun, but he was in a funk lately and wasn’t really into initiating anything so he was waiting for someone to approach him, make plans and because of the lack of that happening lately it seemed everyone else was in a funk too. or perhaps they just didn’t like him? nah, nicky didn’t believe that, especially because just he wasn’t calling anyone up didn’t mean he didn’t like them. like I said, nicky’s in a slump, one he very much wanted to get out of.
as an elderly lady approached him, nicolas snapped out of his thoughts and helped her find the kitty litter, located in aisle seven. he took his time walking back to the cereal aisle, muttering a little prayer that maybe another one of the stock guys came by and was finishing up his job, so nick could just sit back for the next twenty or so minutes, but of course that wasn’t happening. sighing slightly he got back to work.
the graphic at the top is credit to me, the lyrics to all time low. word count 415, but no need to match it. oh, and this thread is open!
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Post by andee on Jan 3, 2010 13:09:01 GMT -5
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she opened the pantry, nothing, the refrigerator, nothing. how could she had let this happen? oh, right, work, school and raising a five year old on her own. all those mixed together left little time for shopping. still, she couldn't help feel bad that she let the food supply go down so much. sure toby had no problem going to mcdonalds or something for breakfast, lunch, and dinner everyday, but what kind of parent would she be if she let that happen? she just couldn't. she sighed and walked to the living room which was only a few steps away, their apartment was so tiny. "tobs, go get dressed. we're going shopping" the little girl nodded and got up hypnotized by the show she was watching and didn't snap back to reality until the tv was out of her line of vision.
andee rolled her eyes and went to turn off the television. how her sister loved tv so much when andee and her dad hated it so was a mystery to her, must of been inherited by her mom. she was already dressed for the day so she decided to make a mental note of everything they needed, which was pretty much everything. fifteen minutes later toby came out fully clothed and ready to go. luckily andee's 'i don't care what i look like and take ten minutes to get ready' did get inherited by toby.
as they arrived at the grocery store toby made a bee line for the carts, she so desperately wanted the ones with the cars on the front so she could sit in it and feel as if she were driving. "toby you're five now" andee reminded her, but the child did not care. unfortunately they were all out. with a sad look on her face, toby grabbed a regular cart and brought it to andee who was a few feet away. "sorry kiddo" andee smiled warmly at her. "hold on to the sides" she told toby, "i know" the girl answered and took a hold of the metal cage.
they shopped for a good half hour, almost done when toby reminded andee of the most essential item on the list that she somehow forgot. "cereal!" she cried. andee mentally hit her head, how could she forget that? they made their way over to the cereal aisle and toby went crazy with all the variety. she saw her favorite trix and jumped trying to reach it. meanwhile andee was looking at her own favorite, cap't crunch. the two were so different, it was a wonder they were sisters.
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