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lalondelovescatsironically:

==> It was dark out already, you hadn’t really expected that mais, it was the natural progression of time, ignored by you, once you entered your favorite library and now, you had to proceed to the supermarket for food.

You weren’t actually hungry not yet mais, you have to eat to thrive and there was a lovely cake recipe that you had been contemplating making for a few weeks…

==> He didn’t know why he was out that late at night or even why he was near some place called the ‘SuperMarket’ 
“Fuck this…”
==>He mumbled under his breathe standing outside, taking a quick moment of contemplation on whether he could even handle all hte people in that bright building.

==> You were tired of people the second you entered the store. There were people everywhere, rushing and noisy and uncalled for. So, quick as you could, you grabbed the supplies you were sure you needed; extra cocoa powder. Chocolate. A new set of frosting tips. Fresh raspberries and frozen blueberries. A couple boxes of vanilla pudding.
Of course, when you exited the building, you were juggling all this, in hand, whilst attempting to put your wallet back into your pocket and you were hardly paying customary attention to the annoyances of the world around you, or the Troll that had stopped in your path.

So. Without grace and with a great deal of noise, you walked right into him, dropping your groceries to the ground and knocking yourself to the pavement.

==>Finally deciding you were going to hold your breathe and bare with the thought there were millions of annoying nooksniffers all located in that one building and you’d have to deal with it or starve. Lifting his head up he wasn’t greeted by the doors, but instead by a figure, forcefully and surely running into him and knocking him flat on his back.
“Who the fuck was that?”