#rp threads.

she knocked on the door, hands behind her back, the arms of the sweatshirt held there dragging against the ground. she smiled sheepishly when he opened the door, bringing her arms forward and holding the sweatshirt out like she was serving him a five star meal on a silver platter. “i was cleaning out my closet and found this. i think it’s yours.” she knew for a fact it wasn’t. it was hers, one bought at goodwill a few years ago. ramona had spent the entire night cleaning out her closet, dividing piles into keep, sell, and donate. the music was blasting until her mom barged in and unplugged the speaker. as she sat on the floor, folding her clothes with the quiet of 2 am buzzing around her head, she grew antsy. a plan formulated in her mind – some flimsy excuse to visit caleb because she hadn’t heard from him in a while. “see this red stain right here? it’s from when we stole the wine my mom left out and drank the whole bottle. she grounded me, but i snuck out to meet you at the beach. remember?” that much was true at least.

she’d made him drive her to costco, promising she’d buy him groceries in exchange for the ride. the costco card was practically useless, and she’d been begging her mom for years to cancel it, but habits had been created, and every two weeks, they were stocked up for any impending apocalypse. they walked through the freezer isle as she held the list up, marking off the frozen pizza she’d thrown into the cart. “i thought it was rather rude for the lady to ask for a special discount on the necklace just because it was her daughter’s birthday. i have to make money too. it took time to make it.” stopping suddenly, she lifted up the box of lucky charms from the cart. “name brand cereal? seriously? you want to bleed me dry too. get the kirkland brand or i’m leaving you here.”  

The bright light flashes, and you are gone.