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Post by Jiel Oliver Krayland on Jul 5, 2011 0:41:43 GMT -5
Jiel crouched down balancing the pile of snacks he currently had in his arms on his knee so he could reach and grab another treat to add to his pile. None of the things in his arms were for him though, his brothers had said they were hungry and it was his turn to go run out and get food. It seemed like it was Jiel's turn to get snacks, not that he minded all that much. It was nice to get out of the house once in awhile anyway, at least that's what he told himself.
Jiel grabbed the snack standing back up and wobbling a little from his load. he really couldn't believe how much his brothers could eat, they weren't much bigger than him but they ate twice he could ever dream of. Or at least way more junk food then he could stomach, this stuff was liable to make someone sick. He looked over his pile naming off things trying to see if he had missed anything."Oreo's, Reese's, coke, Dr.pepper, funions,sugar cookies, animal crackers, sour cream and onion chips..." he trailed off feeling he had gotten everything. At least enough to hold his brothers off anyway.
Jiel shifted the food around a little in his arms not completely okay with the weight. He looked up and down the isle considering whether or not he wanted anything, he could probably afford it and he might need a snack on his way home. All this carrying was liable to tire him out anyway. He spotted a pack of skittles and thought they would be good. Not heavy and it was something he liked, perfect. Jiel leaned down and reached for the package but his other food slipped out of his arms and scatterd on the floor along with knocking some other unfortunate items that he had been to close to. He Snapped back up trying to pick up his items groaning mentally at the commotion he was causing" I'm uh sorry about this" he squeaked not sure who he was apologizing too exactly. |
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Post by Sierra Evelyn Bennett on Jul 7, 2011 8:09:13 GMT -5
Sierra put her hand on her hip lightly while looking at all the snack choices. Despite her horrible sense of decision, she loved to have a variety of choices. It made everything seem so open and colorful. She wasn't aware of the boy a few feet away, she was too focused on picking either Hersheys chocolate or M&M's. They were both chocolate. But M&M's were colorful, so she picked those instead. She disliked monochrome, plain things; they bored her. She giggled quietly to herself and bit her lip to muffle it. She had a craving for chocolate altogether at the moment, she didn't know why.
As her eyes wandered over the shelves she eyed the boy, a tower of snacks in his arms. It wobbled left and right, back and forth. She knew he wouldn't keep his balance for much longer before he dropped it. She watched him scan the aisle one more time before reaching down to grab a pouch of skittles. She bit her lip harder when she heard about 10 or 11 things topple to the ground - she wasn't surprised it happened, though.
She shook her head and laughed as he apologized. "No problem." She said absentmindedly, picking up the snacks and drinks that had fallen near her. She kneeled down to set things that fell off the shelves back in their place. Sierra looked up at the guy, studying him carefully. He was slightly taller than her, and had a very thin, wiry figure. His hair was chocolate brown with blonde highlights streaking the front of it - she wondered if that was natural. She jumped slightly when an angry clerk came running into the aisle. The man threatened them slightly, and she backed up, not knowing what to do. She was a very clueless person and thought after her actions, so she crossed her arms and stood her ground.
"I did it."
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Post by Jiel Oliver Krayland on Jul 7, 2011 19:53:16 GMT -5
Jiel peeked over out of the corner of his eye threw his hair at the person who had responded to his apology. He was silently grateful for his long hair and bangs, it hid his eyes pretty well. Which was good cause some people didn't like to be looked at, he couldn't blame anyone for that though. He himself did not like to be looked at by strangers, it made him uncomfortable. Not that he was looking at the person for any reason other than he was curious of who had been talking.
He kept picking up his snack peeking over, from what he saw of the person it was a girl, slightly shorter with longish brown hair and probably around his age.He also noticed that she seemed to be helping him with the snacks. Jiel wanted to speak up and tell her she didn't need to do that, not to be rude or his complaint to anything but he didn't like burdening people. I mean he caused the mess so he felt it was his job to clean it up. But Jiel didn't speak up afraid if he did he might offend her. He didn't have the best social skills in the world and had a bad habit of sticking his foot in his mouth.When he had finished picking up his snack he stood up lowering his head slightly keeping his eyes trained on the floor"I'm uh thank you for your hel-"he was cut off though by an angry yelling sound coming from an approaching person.
Jiel snapped his head up looking at the angry man ready to explain himself. But the girl had spoken up before him claiming that it was her fault for the mess. He wasn't normally one to speak up but he couldn't let the girl take the blame for his accident. Before the man started yelling again he cut in stepping in front of her holding his food tightly to his chest, laughing nervously"actually i-it was my fault,i dropped my stuff,i-I'm sorry" , he said softly not looking directly at the guy but focusing more at the ground. The clerk eyed them suspiciously, i mean both of them claimed they did it so how was he supposed to know. he switched his gaze to the isle that was mostly cleaned up, luckily Jiel's soda's had not exploded. The guy turned around and walked off deciding it wasn't worth the effort "whatever just be sure to clean up." Jiel sighed relived as he relaxed his rigid spine "i w-will" |
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