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“That sounds good. Do you think the water runs here?”
“Possibly.” He began grazing her arm with his finger tips.
“I hope so, you need a shower.”
His hand stopped, “Sorry I stowed away, slept outside for two weeks while stalking you. I didn’t have time to shower.” Wolfie smiled.
“I thought you were homeless until I remembered who you were.”
His smile grew, “Stop.” He sat up, “Okay, I have a question to ask.”
“What?” Juniper looked at him, perching herself on her elbow.
“Are you still my girlfriend?”
“Wolfie!” She pushed him, resulting in pushing herself back down on the bed.
Wolfgang
“I don’t like this place,” He pushed the cart with toiletries and clothes for both of them and a few cartons of eggs down the next aisle.
“It’s called a superstore, we can get everything we need here.” She walked next to him.
“Why are there so many juice flavors? And how can they just be on the shelf?” He picked up a fruit punch.
“They put preservatives in everything,” She grabbed a few, knowing they would need something, “It makes them last longer.”
He read the back label mesmerized, “Are they going to makemelast longer?”
June looked at him irritated as the cart turned the corner, “Seriously? A whole aisle for cereal?”
“Wolfie, Come on.” She grabbed one box, knowing once they were out of milk, she wouldn’t want any.
“Okay,” He leaned down onto the handle bar, “I’ll push, you just put stuff in the cart.”
June had shifted into some weird survival mode and he watched as she calculated how much they would need. “What are these?” He picked up a blue package.
She turned her head, “Cookies.”
“Are they burnt? Why are they black?”
“No, get them if you want.”
He dropped them in the cart, “Don’t break them.” June looked at him appalled.
“Sorry,” he followed behind her, watching her and started to think if she didn’t have the personality she had and just had her looks, he didn’t know how Ben could treat her like that. He should have felt like he needed to protect her, she was anything but fragile for putting up with him, June was tough and he wondered how long it would have taken her to put matters into her own hands. The son of the bitch had it coming either way.
She stopped. “I used to love this coffee.” June cradled a bag in her hands.
“Get it,” He suggested.
“I didn’t see a coffee maker there.”
He walked around the cart, “We can buy one.” Wolfie pulled the bag from her hands, placing it on top of the pile of cans. “You should know we can afford it.” He kissed her, “If it’s so good, we should probably get four or five bags.” He teased her.
June rolled her eyes and grabbed three more bags, “Are you ready for the freezer section?”
“Freezer section?”
