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I want to do some fiddly writing stuff. My writing skillz are rusty. Meme taken from katrina87,
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He showed up at the Sears in a dull blue Honda Civic. No limos for this errand, he'd been told. Don't attract a crowd, etcetera, etcetera. Haha, well. He'd try his best, anyway.
Approaching the nearest cashier, Tony peered over the top of his glasses and said, "Hey, uh, how would I go about buying a vacuum cleaner?"
The cashier frowned at him, getting the vague feeling that she'd seen this man somewhere before. "They're in the appliances section," she said, pointing to the far corner of the store. There was a pause, as Tony pulled off the glasses and craned his neck to get a good look at the direction in which the cashier was pointing.
It took her a moment, but when she realized who he was, the cashier gasped. "You're - are you - you look very much like the billionaire, if - are you Tony S-"
"-Stark, yes," he finished for her. "And I'm supposed to keep quiet about that because I'm not allowed to make a scene, apparently. I don't know. You'd think I'd be allowed to make a scene, what with my position as a public figure and everything, but no."
The cashier was still staring at him, her mouth agape. Suddenly, she typed furiously at the nearby computer, and nodded grimly. "Just as I thought," she exclaimed. "You need to make a payment on your card for the appliance you purchased during your previous visit. A Samsung HD television, coming to a total of $401.49."
Tony was slightly taken aback. He'd bought a TV here? When the fuck was that? "Sorry, I must've bought that during some ... yeah, I don't know. I think I was drunk. I don't have any cash on me, though. Do you take credit cards?" He held up his American Express card, flashing a charming grin.
The cashier shook her head firmly. "Cash or cheque only, sir," she said sternly.
It took Tony a moment to realize that she was entirely serious. "Listen, I don't -"
"Please pay your bill, sir."
"I don't have -"
"You can't purchase anything else at Sears until you've paid your bill."
Well. This was clearly an issue. Tony didn't need that vacuum cleaner right away, after all. And even if he did, he could go elsewhere. Or he could send someone. This was stupid, he thought. All he wanted at that point in time was a glass of hard cider and two blondes on his arm. He didn't need to be at Sears for those things.
And with that, Tony ran for the door, leaving the cashier in a proverbial cloud of dust.
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AHHHHHH YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
HE LOVES SEARS!!
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TONY STARK LOVES SEARS.
Let me rewrite my drabble.
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As soon as Tony entered the building, he burst into tears and fucked the floor. "I LOVE YOU, SEARS," he cried in the heat of passion.
Sears was happy and Tony was happy and everyone lived happily ever after.
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