fandomtownies | Turtle & Canary; Saturday [ 05/26 ]

Settled behind the counter, Turtle was in a somber, thoughful mood today. Her arguement with Annette had really sunk into her brain, moved in, and paid off their mortgage; it was also bothering her how much it had effected her. Usually, she could easily shake off the things that blonde bimbo brat said, but...not this time. This time, she seemed to just dig a little too deep.

She found herself, in the idle time between customers, unravelling her braid, running a brush down the long length of her mousey brown hair. Sometimes, she'd look at it, examine it, notice that she had really bad split ends again, but most of the time, she just sort of mindlessly work the brush as she stared off in space. It wasn't fair. It wasn't fair at all. People like Annette had it easy. Her family actually was prestigious, unlike hers, with her mother grasping at every little bit of high society she could with her cheaply manicured nails. Annette was smart, too. Probably had grades infinitely better than Turtle because Turtle never cared about school, anyway. And Annette was pretty. She was blonde and cute and a cheerleader and Turtle was just...Turtle. Money and a braid and a trail of purple shins. She couldn't even shoot a gun and people back home thought she did nefarious things like blowing up coffee shops and stealing.

Not even Tannim saying she was pretty the other day helped. He was just probably trying to make a sale, she realized, because she would have used the exact same topic.

She firmly tied the hairtie around the end of another braid, quickly, mindlessly plaited. Only to be pulled out again in a half hour, repeating the process.

The glittery "Help Wanted!" sign is still in the window.

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[[ up early because tomorrow morning I leave for a wedding; will be gone probably until evening EST, if anyone's up to delayed play/slow play. Mod Apu please if you need anything otherwise ]]

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Especially since Turtle's feeling a little...okay, a lot down right now...

John led Ronan into the store. He wanted to avoid talking to Turtle, what with the plan for Wendesday night. Pulling out his list again, he said, "Right, let's start with food, okay?"

Ronan nodded. "I need to pick up some tea. And I wouldn't mind grabbing some biscuits of some variety."

"Great, I need cheetos, turkey, bread, mustard, fruit, and chocolate," John added.

"Fruit?" Ronan said. "That's a bit vague. Any type in particular?"

"I wasn't sure what they'd have. I'm open to a variety of fruit. Let's look," John grabbed Ronan's arm and led him to the area that seemed to have fruit.

Ronan laughed. "All right, then," he said. "A variety of fruit." As they walked by, he snagged a package of Oreos off a shelf.

John stood staring at piles of fruit. "Apples or oranges?"

"Why not both?" Ronan grabbed a bag and shoved in a few apples.

John shrugged, "Okay." He grabbed some oranges and put them in a bag.

That done, Ronan looked around. "Aha! Bread, you said?" He pointed vaguely at an array of shelves. "White or whole wheat?"

John gave him a look, "Uh, you have to have white bread for a turkey sandwich. It's in the rules."

Ronan raised his eyebrow. "There are rules for turkey sandwiches? Well, you'll have to enlighten me, then." He grabbed a loaf of white bread.

"Yes, the rules of the turkey sandwich state that it must be made using white bread, turkey breast, and yellow mustard." He started walking toward the condiment area.

Ronan snerked, and, again, grabbed a box of tea as they walked by.

John found the mustard and consulted his list. "Okay, just cheetos, and mrhpmrl" he muttered, not wanting Ronan to hear him say hair gel.

"What was that?" Ronan asked. "I didn't hear that last one."

"Wha? Oh, just something else I need to pick up," John waved his hands dismissively. "Look! Cheetos!" he said, proceeding to read the label as if he cared what it said.

Ronan's eyebrow went right up again. "Okay," he said, long and drawn out. "I'll just be going over here to grab my last few things. You go off and get whatever it is you don't want me to know about."

John scurried away to the hair supply zone and picked out a few bottles of product. He wouldn't want to run out again, naturally. He hid the bottles in the basket and went to find Ronan.

Ronan, meanwhile, had picked up a few... ahem. Supplies. Of the personally protective variety. That might come in handy for some activities he had in mind to propose, later, to John.

He didn't bother hiding them in his basket, instead leaving them on top to see if John would notice.

John saw the supplies when he rejoined Ronan. He chose not to say anything since the items might not even be intended for his use.

"I think I'm all set," he said.

Ronan nodded, and went up to Apu at the cash, where he paid for his purchases. A thought occured to him, and he turned to John. "Did you get any turkey?" Also, he had to admit to himself that he'd hoped for a bit more of a reaction.

"NO!" John exclaimed, and ran back to find some, leaving his basket with Ronan at the register.

Ronan rolled his eyes and waited for John to get back, while Apu bagged the first basket of goods.

John returned grinning, triumphant with deli meat. "You always forget the reason you go to the store, it's a rule," he told Ronan.

He paid Apu for his groceries, and turned back to Ronan. "Where to next?"

"Maybe the place you got the pie?" Ronan said. "I could always go for pie."

John had fond memories of pie. Eating, plotting, kissing - not necessarily with the same people.

"Sure," he said, "J,GOB is just that way." John pointed.

Ronan nodded, and the two went on their way.

Just don't expect her to be too cheerful. Even her WPP stock dropped a point and a half...

Despite Turtle's mood, Liz is jumping around like someone put too much oil in her dog food today.

And I crash until way later. Might be able to catch a few pings in the morning, assuming I don't pass out into a wall again....

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