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Brinkley (bkyzer) wrote in providence_rpg,
@ 2008-09-14 20:50:00

Current mood:

hungry

who: Brinkley & Nathan
what: Literally bumping into one another
when: Sunday afternoon/evening
where: Whole Foods
rating: tbd
open: To reednate

Brinkley had spent most of the weekend grading tests, tests she was sure that when she returned them on Monday half of her students would be whining and begging that she grade them again on a curve. Honestly she didn't see what was so hard about it, but after the quizzes she'd already given throughout the course of the first bit of the quarter, she knew without a doubt they'd want a curve. They always wanted things graded on a curve. How was she supposed to do that when she had nothing to base one off of? Whatever, she'd deal with the groans when class began Monday morning.

Stuffing the stack of paperwork into her bag, taking careful measures not to bend the corners, Brinkley hung the bag from a hook by the door so she would be certain to grab it in the morning before heading out. Shuffling into the kitchen, she looked through her cupboards, and then her refrigerator, and came to the conclusion that she didn't have very much food. Not enough to make a proper meal out of and definitely not enough to last her until next weekend. Snatching one of the few snack bars she had left, Brinkley unwrapped it and munched on it while she leaned against the counter and wrote out a list of what she should pick up. There was the obvious of food, which Brinkley was infamous for just chucking whatever she wanted into the buggy, but she also needed some paper towels, garbage sacks, and shampoo. Things like that. Finishing her list just minutes after she finished her snack, she grabbed her keys from the edge of the counter and left shortly after grabbing her purse and locking up.

Once she made it to the Whole Foods, Brinkley took an extra minute in the car to pull her hair away from her face into a ponytail and touched up the bit of make up she wore with the mirror on the visor. Holding her hoodie tightly as she darted into the store, she loosened up a bit when she was in the safety of the building and out of the wind. Grabbing a buggy, she dumped her purse in the top part and dug her list out before continuing.

Brinkley had been in the store for maybe ten minutes when she reached the cereal aisle. She was absentmindedly pushing her cart along, paying more attention to the cereal boxes on the shelves rather than to the people around her, when she felt her buggy come to a complete halt. The blonde stumbled, her attention immediately moving from the box of Corn Pops to the obtrusion that had halted her progress. An apology was on the tip of her tongue when she noticed the man she had accidentally run into, but instead of uttering it and backing away embarrassed, she nudged the end of her buggy against him again and said "either get in, or get out of my way." She then shot him a curt smile. "Please."

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reednate
2008-09-15 10:59 pm UTC (link)

Nathan’s weekend wasn’t that exciting, and it had gone by way too fast considering the lack of fun or interesting things that he did. The weekends were Nathan’s only chance to get a small break from his work week, something that Nathan loathed and never looked forward to at all. He usually relaxed and spent time with his friends on the weekends, but this weekend Nathan was stuck cleaning the entire time. His apartment was starting to get pretty messy since he had been getting into the bad habit of neglecting his usual cleaning duties for quite some time, and it got to the point where Nathan had to do something about it. He wasn’t a messy person, so it really did start to bug him when his place wasn’t at least decently clean and tidy. Since he was too busy in the week to do anything major Nathan had to swap his relaxing time for cleaning, and even though he got a lot done he wasn’t impressed that his weekend was wasted.

Everything was finished by early Sunday evening, which impressed Nathan because he had cleaned his bathroom, entire kitchen, living room and bed room. Normally that would take Nathan a few days to finish since when it came to cleaning he could be a bit anal about it. Since everything was done Nathan planned to spend the rest of the night relaxing and grabbing something to eat. The thing was, when Nathan went to his fridge to make himself something he realized that he was really low on food. He had been pushing off doing grocery shopping a couple of times now, it was something that he hated doing, and it caught up with him. He let out a sigh when he realized that he couldn’t push it away any longer and that he was going to have to spend the last few hours of his precious weekend at the grocery store. Great.

Once Nathan got everything he needed he headed out of the door and locked up behind him. It didn’t take him long to get to the grocery store, grabbing a cart once he got inside and still having a vague idea of what he needed for food. Nathan never made lists when it came to grocery shopping, which really was something that he should start doing. Nathan always thought that he had gotten everything only to get back to his apartment to realize that he had gotten a few items. It annoyed him a lot whenever it did happen, but he never seemed to learn from his mistakes. Nathan really wasn’t domestic at all, that was for sure.

“Excuse me?” Nathan said, it coming out a bit colder then he wanted it to. The woman had accidentally bumped him with her cart, and Nathan realized that as soon as he looked over at her and saw the smile on her face. He quickly returned her smile, annoyed that he was in such a bitter mood right now and was taking out on a stranger. He noticed her accent right away, but he didn’t recognize the woman from anywhere in particular. “Sorry, I guess I will scoot out of the way.”

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bkyzer
2008-09-15 11:53 pm UTC (link)

It was obvious by the look on her face that she hadn't been expecting his remark to be so...cold sounding. Sure it was nippy outside, but he didn't have to let that affect his speech, now did he? Brinkley thought not. "Now who licked the red off yer candy?" she asked, backing off just a little. At least her buggy wasn't all up in his space anymore. That was a plus, right? Right. Brinkley leaned in against her buggy as she waited for him to either move or say something else, and folded her arms against the handle bar. Her brow perked a bit as he apologized. Oh, come on now. She expected more than that from a complete stranger. After all, he'd started off so strong with his excuse me and it dwindled down into an apology.

"Oh, please don't go an' apologize. Now I feel bad." She didn't, not really, but she didn't want him apologizing for something that was obviously her fault. It could've been his, too, but she knew for a fact she hadn't been paying attention. Rubbing her hand across her face, she pushed her bangs away from her forehead and looked between the Corn Pops to her right and the nameless man in front of her. Snatching the box off of the shelf, she tossed it into her buggy and then looked to the man again. Brinkley couldn't help but notice he was attractive in that broody sort of way and was the complete opposite of what Trevor had been. Whereas Trevor had had blonde hair and blue eyes, this guy had dark hair and dark eyes. There was also something about him, she noticed, that the longer she looked at him...the more she wasn't quite ready for him to scoot out of the way. Brinkley wasn't sure why, though.

Shaking her head, the woman straightened up and she let out a breath. She needed to quit staring, needed to look away, and when she did, she found herself looking at a box of oatmeal on the other side of the aisle. Scrunching her nose up and making a face, she let her eyes trail back to the stranger, who she was surprised to see was still standing there. "I'm Brinkley," she finally let out, doing her best to be pleasant.

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reednate
2008-09-16 12:32 pm UTC (link)

Red off your candy? Or yer candy as she put it. That certainly wasn’t an expression that Nathan had heard of before, it must have been from down farther south where this woman was obviously from. Nathan had never really travelled or lived anywhere other then Providence, but her accent was as clear as a bell and anyone with half a brain could figure out where she was from. Nathan chose to ignore that comment and continue with what he had said before, and that was an apology. He didn’t get why she felt bad, Nathan had said something a bit rude to her when she obviously was just trying to be friendly and social. At this moment in time Nathan was not feeling much like either of those, but he was going to do his best to not make himself look like an arrogant asshole to a complete stranger. “Don’t feel bad, it really isn’t that big of a deal.”

Nathan watched as the woman brushed the hair away from her forehead, and then his eyes followed as she picked up the box of Corn Pops and tossed him into her cart. “Nice choice,” Nathan said, looking at her and then looking at the box of the same cereal that was already in his cart. Nathan ate a lot of cereal at home, but Corn Pops was probably one of his favourite. He had a habit of waking up in the middle of the night and eating a bowl of cereal to get himself back to sleep, or he would just eat some cereal when he was hungry but too lazy to cook anything up for himself. Once Nathan looked into his cart he couldn’t help but notice how messy it was. Boxes were tossed on top of boxes for no particular reason and probably squishing some of the stuff below it and that would be because when Nathan did his grocery shopping he usually did it as fast as possible. He would walk through the store and just grab what he needed and threw it in the cart, not caring what it might be landing on.

“Nathan,” Nathan replied after watching Brinkley looking at him for a second and then looking away at the box of oatmeal. What kind of name was Brinkley, anyways? Must have been something southern because Nathan had never heard of that name before. Nathan then continued to stand there a bit awkwardly not really knowing what else to say, or even what was appropriate to say. What did you do when someone bumped you with their cart and then introduced themselves?

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bkyzer
2008-09-17 09:46 pm UTC (link)

Brinkley looked down into her buggy when he commented on her choice of cereal and brushed the remark off. She honestly could've cared less what type of cereal she tossed into her cart, be it Corn Pops, Lucky Charms, or Froot Loops, it didn't matter as she'd eat just about any kind put in front of her. So long as it wasn't chocolate-based cereal. She loved chocolate, sure, but something about chocolatey cereal just didn't sit right with her. Brinkley had simply tossed the box of Corn Pops into her buggy for a lack of anything better to do with her hands as they stood there. Awkwardly.

After spouting her name off, Brinkley bit down on her lower lip and tapped her fingers against the handle bar, her attention moving back to him as he said his name. She tucked that piece of information away, though it didn't appear as if she was making any new friends that day. She had been in town since the end of May, give or take a few weeks, and it was safe to say the only friends (and that was using the term loosely) she had made were the few colleagues from the school she had spoken to before. Starting over was harder than she ever thought it would be, that was for certain.

Gripping her buggy, the blonde backed up enough that she'd be able to easily maneuver around Nathan. Brinkley was feeling a bit assy; the longer she stood there, the more of an ass she felt like. And the awkward silence was a bit hard to ignore. Nope, this was a lost cause and she was severing her ties early. "I'll let you go," she said with a sheepish smile. Angling her buggy, she made sure no one was coming the opposite way before she scooted around him. "Nice meetin' you, Nathan." She spoke over her shoulder before bustling around the corner and down into the next aisle over. Half way down, she came to a stop and rested her elbows on the handle bar before burying her face in her hands and letting out a small groan. She had half a mind to go and pay for what she had already had in her buggy, but decided against it since she still had half of her list left. She'd stick it out and hopefully not run into Nathan again. Or anyone else for that matter.

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