with a ghost .

SHE PUSHES HER SUNGLASSES TO THE top of her head , curiosity allowing herself to get a better view of the object . " yeah , i can't - i can't really tell . i think it is. i think i see some openness in the pattern right there . " a point with her finger, her face still crinkled in thought before : " i'm sorry, wait , what are your plans if it is lacey ? i didn't take you for a sniffer , are you a sniffer ? is that your thing ? "

" i cannot believe i'm saying this but i would full on smash every single last piece of dessert here . " SHE IS IN ABSOLUTE AWE , words finally spoken after quiet observation; brown hues never leaving from the treats in front of them . " and i'm talking smash, smash . like fuck - i'd fuck the dessert here, " just in case she weren't clear enough, " did you make these ? they're stunning . " now eye contact is made , a look of genuine satisfaction .

" jesus, you got lactaid in your pockets or something ? " AND AADHYA THOUGHT SHE WAS INDECISIVE . she offers a quick greeting to the customer that just walked in , a smile as they browsed the selection in front of them . back to the sampler thief: brows are raised , feet planted behind the ice cream counter; light-heartedness filling her surroundings . " i'm technically supposed to discourage a fourth sample but inflation's been a bitch and i'm on my whole down with corporation schtick , so . " she pinches another sample spoon between her fingers , scooping up a flavor titled Neapolitan Dynamite and extending it to evie . " the little bits are cookie dough pieces , if e.coli and salmonella is your thing . "

azul liked working at the arcade, it was fun to just play games when he wasn't working and when he was working it usually wasn't very stressful but every once in a while he had to deal with a few karens. "ma'am, your son is fifty tickets short," he argued. he was standing behind the prize counter when a woman and her entitled child yelled at him for a stupid stuffed animal. he offered to let them buy the prize and she said no 'they earned it' but the tickets were too short. "sorry, i will be right with you." he said to who walked up before looking back at the karen. "if he wants that either buy it or play more games," he pointed over to a male karen he dealt with earlier. "there is my manager go talk to him," when she walked away he turned back to the other. "sorry, what had your eye?"

" jesus , i thought those cunts were a dying breed . " HER EYES WIDEN SLIGHTLY , mostly in shock as she nears the beginning of the line . there was very little amusement when aadhya had to witness such entitlement . " i'm not trying to be a dick but i was in line waiting for her kid to get off of one of the games and he was absolute shit . like TERRIBLE . i know he's a child but , my god , you'd think considering the generation he was raised in he would be able to at least grasp the concept of pac-man . " an exaggeration on the child's skills , spoken primarily for a laugh . " he's done for in school . i may even go back just to bully him myself. "

the horror section was filled with a ton of ambiguously designed covers , most with a title hidden under the art . it was both irritating and interesting . she's bent at the waste with squinted eyes as brown hues continue to read through the titles . not moving an inch or even making eye contact when claire asked her for advice . " ironically i'm looking for a little bit of both as well . " aadhya begins , placing her hands on a hardcover and pulling it from its placing to take a better look . " it's written by this tiktok chick who gets her panties wet by writing dirty books and i'm talking dirty books, like filthy shit . the one i'm looking for is like a three person sausage party with some iconic ass horror villains, if i find it i'll pick you up a copy . "

" easy , one direction . " DECLARED WITHOUT HESITANCE , " and i know i owe you literally no explanation because they speak for themselves but i'll give you six words: harry styles' belt in drag me down . " she was counting with her fingers as she spoke , the mistake evident. " seven words but, still . the shit is chef's kiss . you ? "

driftwood coffee shop . just the smell of grounded beans and chatter of middle-aged women complaining about the long wait gave her goosebumps . " god , anything but an americano . americano's are boring and , dare i say , the rob kardashian's of coffee . " NOT AN OPINION SHE WILL SWAY ON although never having tasted an americano herself . " get something sexy , like something iced with a shitload of sugar, that's usually my go-to . "

It’s all I can see.