The Barnes & Noble worker, tired from a long day of trying to find such notable works of literature as âthat book I saw on a tv show?â, âi donât remember the title, but it had a red coverâ, and famously âit was on this shelf last week, i didnât want it then but i do nowâ is not affected.
âDo you remember anything about the yogurt you were loking for?â she asks, sighing.
âYes, itâs Chobani and itâs lime flavored and I-I- I JUST NEED IT OKAY!?â Gaudy sobs, rolling into a rack of greeting cards.
The bookseller lifts her pounding head slightly. A complete description? This is unprecedented. âIâll check in the back.â she responds.
Gaudy waits, building a teepee village out of the spilled greeting cards. The bookseller returns, a tiny smile emerging from her once-dead face. In the back corner of the employee fridge, a lonely yogurt was waiting for this very occasion.
She sets the yogurt next to Gaud, who looks up imploringly.
âDo you have a spoon?â Gaud asks.
The bookseller produces one beautiful spoon from the pocket of her apron.
âYou have pleased me. You and your household will be spared in the coming tribulation.â
Gaud stands up, taking the yogurt and spoon, plants a gentle kiss on the forehead of the bookseller, and exits. They steal three journals on the way out.
gracieabrams
2087
romaincrisis
origamiaround
izzy806
tangentwithtanner
jimmyeatworldofficial
germansingergirl
