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Bianca Kensington ([info]backoff_bitches) wrote in [info]lineof_fire_rpg,
@ 2008-01-23 23:02:00

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Who: Bianca and... YOU
What: Grocery Shopping!
When: Wednesday night
Where: Whole Foods
Rating: TBD
Open? YES! Play with Bianca!



It was a rare night that Bianca actually allowed herself to take the evening off. With the clinic, she found herself with less time on her hands than usual, which is exactly what she had hoped for since opening the place. Things were running smoothly, her staff was amazingly capable, and they were well funded, but even with all of that, she couldn't seem to make herself leave the place. Leaving work meant going home, and that had become a rather lonely place over the past few months. Still, she refused to retreat back to New York with her metaphorical tail between her legs.

Tonight she had to force herself to go to the grocery store, rather than hit a take-out diner on the way home. She was sick of wandering around her apartment late at night, only to find Mountain Dew and eggs in her fridge. Tonight she wandered down each aisle, picking up random things she figured she could cook up. As fate would have it, her stomach started to rumble in the frozen-foods aisle, prompting her to grab two things of Ben and Jerry's (because, when that's on sale, you really can't resist the call of ice cream). Turning around the corner without looking, her cart collided with someone already coming down the way. Closing her eyes as she let out a sigh of frustration at herself, she grimaced before addressing the person she'd run into. "I'm so sorry."



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[info]daniellewright
2008-01-24 09:17 pm UTC (link)
Danielle hadn't been paying much attention either. Her list in her hand as she wandered aimlessly around the store. She'd been back and forth, crossing items off her list efficiently, but she just couldn't seem to get the hang of the layout of this store. Fudgesicles were definitely not on her list but she found herself grabbing some anyway and tossing them guiltily into her basket.

The clang of the carts smacking together caused her to look up. "Oh, no. That's okay." She said. "My fault, I was off in la la land." She smiled.

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[info]backoff_bitches
2008-01-27 12:59 am UTC (link)
Bianca bowed her head a little in embarrassment and shook her head. "That makes two of us." She agreed before she pulled her cart back enough so they were no longer clashed together. She looked up to give an apologetic smile, and realized she recognized the person she'd run into.

"You work at the Boston Harbor Hotel, right?" When Bianca had first moved to Boston, she'd spent a good few weeks living there, until she'd procured an apartment that suited her well enough. She was picky, but she still sometimes missed the morning maid service from living in the hotel.

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