SO IS THIS HIS UNBIRTHDAY?
WHO: Valen and Martin a shoplifter.
WHAT: Mate is SERIOUS. BUSINESS.
WHEN: Saturday, July 9th. Happy Birthday, motherfu-
WHERE Trader Bro's, Aisle 9.
With a secure job under her belt, Valen felt that it would be safe to do some light grocery shopping with the money she still had saved up. Just the essentials, mind you, like mate, milk, mate, eggs- oh, and of course, mate. She pushed her cart down the aisles cheerfully, humming the Uruguayan anthem under her breath (the Mundial wasn't over yet! They still had a chance for third!) and searched for the tell-tale packaging that contained her life-sustenance.
It practically glowed when she finally spotted it, it's stylish black and green design shining in the cheap, fluorescent store lighting. Oh, but there was only one left! How lucky. She reached out to grab it, but the second her fingers touched the bag there was suddely another hand right alongside hers. She glanced up the arm in surprise.
The other person was obviously suspicious, perhaps some sort of mugger or shoplifter, at the very least. She eyed his tacky black sunglasses and baggy hoodie with disdain and tugged the bag closer to herself. His hand only tightened in reply.
"Escuse me, but I have this first," she explained succintly, pulling at it a little more firmly.
WHAT: Mate is SERIOUS. BUSINESS.
WHEN: Saturday, July 9th. Happy Birthday, motherfu-
WHERE Trader Bro's, Aisle 9.
With a secure job under her belt, Valen felt that it would be safe to do some light grocery shopping with the money she still had saved up. Just the essentials, mind you, like mate, milk, mate, eggs- oh, and of course, mate. She pushed her cart down the aisles cheerfully, humming the Uruguayan anthem under her breath (the Mundial wasn't over yet! They still had a chance for third!) and searched for the tell-tale packaging that contained her life-sustenance.
It practically glowed when she finally spotted it, it's stylish black and green design shining in the cheap, fluorescent store lighting. Oh, but there was only one left! How lucky. She reached out to grab it, but the second her fingers touched the bag there was suddely another hand right alongside hers. She glanced up the arm in surprise.
The other person was obviously suspicious, perhaps some sort of mugger or shoplifter, at the very least. She eyed his tacky black sunglasses and baggy hoodie with disdain and tugged the bag closer to herself. His hand only tightened in reply.
"Escuse me, but I have this first," she explained succintly, pulling at it a little more firmly.