Who: Haymitch Abernathy and Henrik Mikaelson When: This evening Where: The grocery store What: Random encounter/conversation Warnings/Rating: Likely none Status: In Progress/Partner Thread
Grocery shopping was not something Haymitch did often. If he had his way he would not do it at all but then again, he did have to eat once in a while so it was a necessity. All those lines people told you about picking up girls at the market and the glamour of it was highly over rated. At least he wasn't hungry so he wouldn't be spending a small fortune in food. In his cart all he had was a couple boxes of pancake mix, some fresh fruit, coffee and a case of beer. What he needed was some hamburger and he would have all the basic covered.
"Hand me some hamburger?" He asked the guy that was standing in front of the meat display. It was better than just pushing his way by the guy or running over his feet with the cart. It seemed like the old ladies didn't know how to ask but to just run over feet and toes to get people to move or get something off the shelf for them they couldn't reach. "Please."
"If I were you I would watch out for that old lady over there," he said motioning over his shoulder. "She is adament about running over as many toes as she possibly can and calling us all her son."