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Characters: John Egbert and Open
Rating: G - will change if needs be
Trigger Warnings: none as yet
Location: the supermarket
Day and Time: Tuesday, June 28th, midafternoon
Status: Open to any (separate threads for each character, please)

I can totally handle this! John thought to himself. It's only grocery shopping! I mean, Dad does this every week, how hard could it be?

Of course, that was before John had actually gotten to the supermarket and was faced with the realization that Oh my god, this is a thing I have to do. This is a real thing. This isn't like the Game! He had fought ogres, and imps, and Denizens. He had commanded wind, he had killed things with hammers!

But for some reason, the thought of being in a supermarket, of actually going grocery shopping, was scaring him worse than even the scariest ogre! The reality that he was living all by himself, that there wasn't a Dad to help him, that he had to budget and do his own cleaning and cooking and he was only 13 years old was beginning to hit him.

What would happen when he got sick? What would happen if he got hurt? He wasn't in the Game anymore, he didn't think he'd heal the same way. He happened to be by the First Aid section and he picked up some Band-Aids and some Bactine. It didn't make him feel any better.

He couldn't live on Gushers, really, that was just stupid and plus, the Batterwitch had her fingers in those anyway.

He let out a small, nervous little giggle and began to worry his lower lip with his teeth.

It's hard, growing up. It's hard, and no one understands.