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November 24th, 2011Comments
Hunt had been more or less spending her Thanksgiving vacation trying not to think about Black Friday. Which she found odd, considering how much she adored the holiday, but there was so much more riding on it than any year before and it was starting to weigh down on her a little bit. Her battle plan since finding out Michi was pregnant had been spending as much money as freely as possible, until her parents got fed up. She already had a bit of a pile from tucking things away. They were good to go so far, and this was her biggest planned haul yet.
There were sales on everything, and that was exactly what Hunter was after. Everything. If she and Michi needed it, she was buying it. But especially the sales in the baby section, which she had already scoped out and planned for. Even earlier, she had been having a hard time focusing on watching the Cowboys play while she worked on scribbling out her own map and gameplan. Before leaving, she had given Kia and Mack both a copy of her map and instructions on what she needed help getting. Scrawled mostly in colored pencil, of course. Armed with three turkey sandwiches and boots of her own, as well as three of her father's credit cards, the blonde was ready to go. She simply wished that she had dressed a bit warmer, her legs getting chilled in her shorts. She had been running over her route to the strollers, and eying a particularly eager old lady who looked like she was going to be a problem, when Mack distracted her. She was barely even disgusted as her friend munched and drank between talking to her, though some people did look their way. People had been giving them dirty looks for eating their sandwiches like slobs all night, but Hunter didn't really care. First of all, Kia had made each of their pile of sandwiches just how they each liked them, and second to that, turkey sandwiches were just the best. They tasted even better than turkey dinner because there was never any stress when you ate them. Sandwiches came after the stuffy boring meals and the pressure was off. Just slightly baring her teeth at a kid staring at the two of them, once she was sure Kia wasn't watching her, she regarded her friend at last. "She ain't even a bitch," she informed Mack, before purposely raising her voice for the next bit so Kia would overhear them. "She's a real beautiful, confident, successful lady.. who was nice enough to take us shoppin' tonight." She took just a moment to bat her eyelashes at Kia, before turning on Mack again with a flat expression that threatened to crack into a full-blown grin at any second. "Who hopefully won't mind if we toss in a few elbows," she sing-songed quietly, giving in and grinning like a fool. |
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