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>bananas and tenderloin
>arrive at checkout
>three checkouts open and cashiers are literal aunties
>grumble to myself and scan the nearby area with the gaze of a hunter
>a short, blonde, girl packed with a good waist-pelvis ratio and a bubblebutt filling the shelves
>whistle loudly and say to the girl "come to checkout"
>girl sees me and is a little shook when she notices my physique
>"okay :)"
>watch as the girl skitters to checkout and notice the next customer groveling to checkout
>fat looking roid narc dressed in red sneakers, clown pants and a black Gasp hoodie buying protein bags and lotion
>shame my head and take eye contact with the cashier girl
>"you have a nice haircut"
>"hehe oh do i? :)"
>time stops as we gaze into each others eyes
>cashier forgot to stop the conveyor belt as the roid narcs purchases roll threateningly toward the bar code machine
>nattie gazells situation sense 110%, maintain eye contact with the cashier while placing my arm to block roidbeta's purchases
>the purchases stop at my arm, protein bag falls to the ground escorted by a loud crunch and breaks spreading cheap fartpowder to the ground
>roar at the roid narc "hey, put some fucking light on!"
>cashier stops the belt, looks at the mess on the floor with a disgusted look on her face and says to the roid narc "you have to clean that up"
>roid beta stands there blushing, holding on to his spaghettis and receives a hand towel from checkout
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