Dec 27, 2016 21:01
Asda was heaving.
Matt had only gone in to pick up a few necessities. He looked around, seeing all the shoppers with their trollies laden down with foods.
Had convergence happened? Was the end already and he’d missed it? It looked as if people were stocking up for a siege.
A harassed-looking woman passed him, talking frantically on her phone. Her trolley was overflowing with all manner of foods.
“They’ve run out of sprouts,” she gasped down the phone, and was evidently displeased with whatever response she received. “Yes,” she snapped. “It is the end of the world!”
Matt paled.
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