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Getting back to his usual self, Cresil kept his hand in Aoki’s, chuckling at what he said and wondering the exact same for a moment. “Now that would be…interesting.”
As they both got inside, Cresil just walked into random areas of the store. He had no real plans when shopping, usually he’d just walk over to an aisle and if he liked anything he’d take it, with no real recipe’s or meal plans in his mind. Glancing at Aoki, he took a moment to grab a few boxes from the shelves, placing it in their cart for them both to use.
When it came to the vegetables, Cresil looked almost like a child as he held some, poked others and even smelt some obliviously. “You’ll have to get the veggies, I haven’t seen half of these.” Cresil then mumbled in annoyance.
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"Why is it that, as a culture, we are more comfortable seeing two men holding guns than holding hands?"
~Ernest Gaines
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