since starting to dj more regularly, hani had started to develop something of a post-club routine. which mostly consisted of raiding a nearby convenient store of her favorite snacks, so she had a good stock of junk to keep her full and content on her sunday afternoon off. so she supposed it was LESS of a routine and more of a mini, half-assed grocery shopping trip. a small huff of an annoyance lifts up from the girl’s lips, glaring at the bag of honey butter chips sitting on the shelf in front of her ; frustrated by her current lack of unoccupied hands. another sigh is quick to sound, the girl briefly looking around for some help. “do you uh-- mind grabbing that for me?” she asks upon spotting someone nearby, nodding her head towards the bag of chips ; her own arms still stuffed full with various snacks and drinks. [ ft. @chdahee. ]
