Kain looked out the window of his Saiyan pod as he approached earth. Kain smiled, he was home, it had been awhile. He traveled around even passing what was once the Saiyan home world. Reaching forward to the controls he started typing on the keys. Sending a message to his Senior in the Turtle School, asking him to meet him in the Plains. Kain wanted to do some training.
Leaning back he fiddled with his scouter. He noticed a message for his mother. 'Hey son I hope you are ok, your sister left home after you left in the pod, she was very upset with you for leaving. If you ever have a moment you should find her and make amends, love mom'. Kain smiled again Celes was always a handful. Descending down to the planet he landed in the Plains.
As he climbed for his pod his scouter beeped. Looking the direction it pointed he saw someone approaching by air. The figure descended and it was his Senior "yo Kain what up?" he asked. Kain waved "hey man I needed your assistance in training" he said. His Senior smiled "sure thing Kain, shall we do it here?" he asked gesturing to the plains. Kain nodded and pressed a button on the pod and it turned into a capsule. Putting it into his capsule case he pulled another out. Pressing the trigger he tossed it. Poof a rack training gear appeared. Kain unstrapped his sword and leaned it on the rack and took off his armor and scouter. Setting it down he pulled a 1 ton set of gear from the rack and put them on. Ready, he walked with heavy footsteps away from the rack. -start- 1. Facing his Senior he took to the Turtle style fighting stance. His Senior did the same in turn and charge forward with a punch. Kain blocked with his forearm, it stung, his Senior was strong. Kain threw his own punch, it was slow due to the weights he wore. The Senior easily dodged and landed a kick square in Kain's chest.
2. Kain slid back a bit, his breath shuddered as he struggled to catch it. He surged forward launching into a flurry of attacks. His arms were heavy, this weight was new and he was not used to it. All his attacks missed as they were sluggish. His Senior caught one of his punches. Spinning he elbowed Kain in the face.
3. Kain stumbled back with a grunt of pain. His nose had started bleeding. He wiped away the blood with his thumb. He roared and his aura flared around him. His Senior smiled and charged at Kain. His attacks put Kain purely on the defensive. Kain's reactions were still sluggish and he caught another kick for his Senior that pushed him back.
4. This was not good, Kain hadn't been able to land a single hit yet. Well if physical attacks were failing him he would try Ki. Charging Ki into his hands he launched a volley of Ki blasts. To his surprise his Senior launched his own volley. They exploded against each other, creating a dust cloud. Kain was breathing heavily he was tiring.
5. Placing his hands to his side he gathered energy. "Ka.....me......ha....me..." he started saying. Picking up on this his Senior leapt back and started charging his own. In unison they both hollered "HA!" and thrust their hands forward unleashing beams of blue energy. The two beams clashed against each other neither one gaining any ground. As both fighters pushed with their energy the energy exploded.
Kain fell on his rear end huffing and sweating. His Senior walked over to him smiling "ready for a break then?" he asked. Kain flopped back on to the ground arms spread still huffing "ya" he said. His Senior laughed "you wouldn't happen to have any water would you?" he asked Kain. Pulling out his capsule Kain held it up to his Senior "there is a cabin capsule" he said in huffs. The Senior opened the case and found the cabin and clicked the button and tossed it near the training gear rack. Poof a Capsule Cabin appeared.
Kain bolted up to his feet, a scowl on his face. He could sense an very ominous aura towards Aoi City. His Senior looked to him "training is done then?" he asked, Kain nodded. Kain rushed about and changed back into his normal stuff and gathered his things. Powering up his aura he launched into the air as fast as he could and flew towards Aoi City. -exit-
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xxxxxxAspect had intended to go to the supermarket; however, she had been bumped on the shoulder by a running passerby. Soon, it was more than just her shoulder that was struck. Before she knew it, and Aspect was drifted away by a sea of crying and screaming passerbys. She wasn't sure what had provoked such a frenzy through the entire city, but she wasn't ready to become part of the chaos. The last thing she remembered was clocking a poor woman right in the jaw when she attempted to push the cyborg out of the way. Of course it was an accident! It was bad enough that Aspect was ripped of her personal space, but she was also being touched repeatedly by people who did not know what they were doing. It was so bad, that Aspect had forgotten about why she was in the City, flying away as quickly as she could to get away from the crowd. "Did anyone see me punch her?! She was so stupid! I... I freaking hate people!" Aspect would land in what appeared to be a rather secluded area; she didn't want to go home, she still had next door neighbors. The plains was her go-to place for when she really needed to be alone, no one could bother her here. A few minutes would pass before Aspect decided to blow off some steam with a more intense training session. Maybe it would distract her from her little incident. Besides, she had to protect herself from whatever the heck was causing the city's residents to lose their minds...
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xxxxxxSTARTING PHYSICAL-BASED OFFENSE: 5
1. Aspect regretted not bringing her limb enhancers with her, she felt so naked without them. None the less, she was intending on really grinding on the training, enhancers or not. The first few minutes of her training session consisted on some stretches; she wasn't too sure if there was much benefit to doing them, it's been a debate for years. Regardless, Aspect would do a few splits, leg bends, toe-touches and so forth. Maybe stretching didn't hold much benefit, but it sure did make her body feel comfortably loose enough to possibly pull-off some more intense physical attacks. Once she finished her stretches, she shook her limbs a bit to get them a little more lose, no doubt she would pull of something bold.
2. Aspect began with a series of quick punches, similar to what she had back at her house. This time however, she was using the long blades of grass as make-shift targets; it would require a great sum of concentration to strike a blade of grass blowing in the wind. Her first punch lacked confidence; as she pushed her fist forward, she could feel her forearm twitch in uncertainty. She had expected as much from her very first punch; she would have to work more on making her first punch count. After all, the first punch was the difference between life and death.
3. Aspect would continue to punch at the grass, trying to successfully hit against one blade; unfortunately, the grass would simply split once her fists were close enough. She would swing with her other hand, her less dominant hand. The result of that punch was no different from her first punch with her stronger hand. It was easier for her to manipulate both fists with her limb enhancers on. In fact, putting on this steel alloy gloves made anything more doable. Aspect wasn't sure if it something more psychological than physical.
4. Either way, Aspect knew that she couldn't rely on her limb enhancers forever; she was certain that there would be a moment where she had to defend her home with her own hands. The very thought of fighting without her metallic arms was nerve-wracking; would such an instance ever occur? What if she isn't strong to fight by her lonesome? As much as she acted like she was confident, she was just as vulnerable as the next guy. Hopefully, her training session would give her a sense of new-found confidence in her natural ability... To punch things REALLY hard.
5. Aspect continued to thrust her fists towards the blades of glass, it was as if she was getting better and better with each swing. By the tenth swing, Aspect had managed to graze a single blade of grass with her pinkie ring. A faint tint of lavender would dust the cyborg's cheeks; she had surpassed her own expectations. This drove her to punch harder; for that moment, she was confident that she was going to land a hit. Unfortunately, Aspect's arrogance did more hard than good. The woman was reverting back to her old mistakes, which only made her lose more confidence with each swing.
6. "Ugh, this is so stupid!" The woman whined as she kicked the tall stalks of grass with her booted foot. She huffed in frustration before getting herself together; she wasn't going to give up, not until she gets stronger. She knows she can do better than this, she just needed to keep trying. Instead, Aspect would move to another activity, making a mental note to get back to the patch of grass in a bit. Maybe by practicing her form and patience, she will be able to swiftly attack, maybe to the point of landing at her enemy's most vital areas with ease.
7. Aspect assumed a standard Tae Kwon Do position. If she wasn't mistaken, quite a few fighters in this part of the world were proficient in this specific fighting style. Personally, she was never much of a fan of Tae Kwon Do, mostly because of its heavy emphasis on kicks and grapples. While she was fairly apt at grappling, especially with her limb enhancers, Aspect avoided kicking if she could help it. It wasn't that she didn't know how to properly kick, it's the opposite, actually. It was the fact that kick made her so uncomfortable; she couldn't begin to imagine how embarrassing it would be to show off her underpants from a single kick!
8.Beginning her forms, Aspect would begin with a series of frontal punches, ending every six punch with a short uppercut. She would change the position of her stance, finally concluding her punches with another attempt at hitting a slither of grass. As her hand had once again zoomed pass the blades of grass, Aspect would continue with punching at the air. She would slowly strip away from her Tae Kwon Do position, moving into a fighting style that consisted of a mixture between Karate and Muy Thai. She would finally begin to kick, not too bothered with kicking in a secluded area. The same could not be said if she were in public, like in a dojo or something.
9. Aspect first performed a split kick, allowing her foot to linger in the air for a bit before slowly raising it. With her thigh raised but shin lowered, the android to deliver a series of quick air kicks, kicking her shin up and down. She would change legs a few times before giving another spontaneous split-kick. Aspect was glad she had stretched before performing such bold kicks. There was no doubt that her leg would've been stuck had she not prepped herself beforehand. Aspect would continue kicking before the tickle of the grass would jog her memory of what she was first working on.
10. "Okay, here we go." The woman would let out a sigh as she assumed a proper position. She narrowed her eyes at the blades of grass; in a way, she could have sworn that they were mocking her. Aspect kept her cool none the less, and would curl her fist into another 'phoenix eye' position. She would wait for the blades of grass to swing just at the tight time before shooting her hand forward. Her stare did not break, despite launching a hit; she wished to maintain utter focus no matter what. She wasn't sure whether or not she'd make the hit, but she can least say she tried.
11. What happened next made Aspect jump up from her position, releasing an jovial squeal at her accomplishment. Before her, stood a single strand of grass that had been bent back, as if it were paper. Sure, it would have been nice to strike more blades of grass; however, by hitting just one blade of grass, Aspect could see her own improvement. Before losing track of the strand of grass in the mass of green, Aspect would snatch up the blade of grass, marveling at it in awe. "I did that, I-I really did that!" The girl would happily slip the grass in her pocket to add to her collection of horded things. She felt so accomplished, so confident. Maybe not confident enough to go back to the hectic city, but it was a start!
TRAINING CONCLUDED
Current Physical Offense: 10 BP Bonus for reaching 10: +20 Current BP: 330
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 10:01 pm
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xxxxxxCOMMENCE TRAINING
Current BP: 330
"Since I'm already in the mood..." Aspect would clench her fists tightly, and begin to punch at the air. Each punch would produce a distinct whooping sound, which grew louder the more Aspect punched at the air. She would finish roughly ten punches with a powerful uppercut in the air. She could go on for hours if it weren't for her short bursts of laziness. However, she wanted to train a little more until she was fully satisfied with her results. Will she ever be satisfied? Probably not. Regardless, she wanted to see how far she can push herself. She never imagined training to be so rewarding.
While Aspect may not be able to dual against whatever caused those citizens to go crazy, she will at least be able to effectively defend herself without much complications. If only she were strong enough, then maybe she could have been of some assistance. No, it wouldn't have made a difference; her perpetual social anxiety would have stopped her from stepping foot on the battlefield. To feel so judged based on how well she could fight was frightening, she didn't want to be subjugated to some sort of gladiator-level grading. What if she fails? She'd be a failure...
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xxxxxxAspect would continue to train for a bit longer. This time, she decided to try out some stabbing motions with the balls of her fingers, similar to what she was doing to that plank of wood back home. The only different between both training sessions was the burst in power Aspect had received from her previous training session. She was happy that she could finally perform attacks that she never would think of performing. Her body felt lighter, more acquainted with combat. Who would have thought that a day of playing 'Donkey Kun: Country side' would result in a fulfilling training day.
Aspect would end with a bit of a flare to her attack, finally feeling in her element. She had balanced on both hands, and began to perform a spinning ax kick. Once she grew dizzy however, she would jump back on her feet. After a few seconds of tumbling around the plains, Aspect would finally fall over into the soft grass. She was dazed, but she was still very happy. "T-this isn't as good as playing 'Legend of Welda,' but... It's a close second~" She would cover her face with her hands, trying to stabilize her vision from so much spinning...
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 10:18 pm
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xxxxxxIt took Aspect a few minutes to get out of her daze. She spent most of her time, playing with the blades of grass surrounding her face before finding it too boring. She opted out of getting in-tune with nature, to play her portable video game player. For a solid ten minutes, Aspect would play her game in the serenity of the great outdoors. Normally, she wouldn't bother going outside the comfort of her ramshackle home; however, she was already outside, so why not just stay there? It's not every day Aspect would go outside just to relax; anytime she did, she would come to the plains, a place where no one really came around to.
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xxxxxxAspect had forgotten why she was upset in the first place; surely it was nothing of great importance, right? Regardless, she wanted nothing more but to forget about her many life-issues and do something that would make her sincerely happy. Video games, yuri smut and mecha anime were her ways of attaining true happiness. Sure, people may find them odd, but that didn't matter so as long as she was happy. It's a shame she could never act on this sort of confidence she got from her otaku lifestyle. Would she go back to training again? Maybe, it's not like she had anything else better to do...
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2018 11:11 pm
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xxxxxxThe cyborg would arise from her comfortable patch of grass so she could dust herself off. She wasn't too certain how long it would be until it grew dark, so maybe she would just spend the rest of her day grinding on some more training before it was time for her to get those supplies. Right, that's why she was so distressed before; she could only hope she didn't punch that lady too hard. However, it wasn't really her fault; the woman was touching the wrong person at the wrong time, and she suffered the consequences of that. "Err, it doesn't matter, I guess..."
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xxxxxxCurrent Speed: 5
1. Aspect would commence her second skill-based training session with some much-needed leg stretches. Due to the intense leg workout she would gain from this particular training session, it was crucial that Aspect puts a generous sum of time into loosening her leg muscles. The last time she foolishly went out of her way to train her legs without proper stretching, she was afflicted with a painful leg cramp that had lasted for a few days. She would first begin by working on her calves, the area that would deal the most discomfort if they were not properly stretched before her workout. She balanced on the balls of her heels, and had attempted to bend forward. She could feel her calf muscles stretch, eat little fiber tearing so that they may grow bulkier within time.
2. Following her calf workout, Aspect would then move to her ankles. She wasn't too certain how to individually loosen up her ankle muscles without working on the other parts of her leg. She wished to work on each individual part of her legs for maximum pre-work. Realistically, however, such a feat could not be done without some moderate to major discomfort. Feeling defeated by her own anatomy, Aspect would begin to stretch one leg backwards, pressing her heel against her bottom as she slightly pushed her body forward. She was certain that this was some sort of yoga position, but she could not put a finger on it. In fact, the only experience she has had with yoga, was when she played one of her exercise games on her Wii Y.
3. Aspect would linger in said position for thirty seconds each leg, occasionally wavering back and forth the longer she assumed this position. It wasn't that she lacked the proper balance to keep going, it was just that her mind would linger into things that were unrelated to her workout. For example, she found herself remembering the times she had played her exercise workout games on her Wii Y. She could recall the many times she would beat her own high score; she would gain a boost of confidence from seeing physical evidence of her own improvement. These little things meant so much to her because of how little confidence she would have in normal circumstances. Unfortunately, people could never see through her eyes with pertaining to these things, they had always assumed that she was just unmotivated and hopeless.
4. Maybe that is why she felt so good after each completed workout; she could feel her mind, body and soul grow stronger with each new feat she learned. If Aspect had known that training would reap so many benefits, she would have taken up on it long ago. Sadly, such a thing probably would not have happened back then; back then, Aspect was kept inside most of the time, away from any influences that would inspire her to rebel. This also meant live battles, she couldn't even watch Kung Fu movies without close supervision; this was obviously a sign of manipulation, but Aspect was so unaware of the abuse, the mistook it for compassion. Now, she had the opportunity to do whatever she wanted without having to ask anyone. Aspect was free to train for as long as she wanted, with whoever she wanted.
5. Obviously, she wouldn't be caught dead training with another person, that was just too much pressure. There were many fighters who were undoubtedly stronger than she was; dare she fight against such warriors, she would end up as a pile of scrap metal on the floor. Still, it was at least nice to get herself active again, she couldn't remember the last time she got to punch at something or jog around in the open air. "I should make the effort to train outside more often," she thought to herself, mentally making a timetable of the best times to go out. Despite how bright it was outside, this time would be perfect for Aspect to go out and train, away from the prying eyes of judgmental onlookers. She was glad little to no people knew of this location; after all, everyone else were more inclined to roam around the cities. Who would want to go out into the country side?
6. After the cyborg had stretched out her ankles, having indirectly stretched out her thighs, she was ready to do some light jogging. She had no intentions of jogging for the whole session, just maybe enough to get her artificial blood pumping through her body. She looked around the vast plains, mapping out how far she wanted to jog and at what path. She was not one to sporadically jolt to any random place; it wasn't that she was some sort of organization junkie, it was moreso her fear of getting into a dangerous situation. Despite her exceptional combat feats and skill, Aspect wasn't the sort of person to delve face-first into danger without some assistance. Even so, to ask for help would be a stretch on Aspect's part.
7. After mapping out her course of action, Aspect would set off. She had resented not stretching out her shoulders beforehand, she could feel her joints tense up as she moved her arms in large, under-arching motions. She attempted to reduce her arm-movement, but to no avail. Unfortunately, the body requires certain actions to be done in order to perform a certain task, running was no exception. None the less, Aspect would continue her mild jogging down a relatively long path of grassy blades swaying in the breeze. Since the particular area where she was running in didn't reveal too much of what was embedded in the ground, Aspect would do her best to maintain eye contact with the dirt to prevent any tripping. She was a clumsy girl at heart, and knew fully-well that at any minute, she could be one pebble from total chaos.
8. Aspect would begin to pick up her speed the farther she jogged from her starting point. From behind, she cyborg could feel her long braid hit against her back with each step; in a way, it played as a sort of pacer for her. Surely, that wasn't the main reason she decided to keep her hair so long. In fact, the reason she sported such a crazy-long braid was because of her fear of scissors. No, she wasn't afraid of scissors in that she would run at the first sight of them; rather, she was afraid of bringing them anywhere close to her face. Too many incidents have been recorded that involved people getting too cozy with a pair of scissors, which resulted in someone getting an ear cut off or an eye poked out. Aspect felt the same way about pencils, there was no need for those damnable things to be close to anyone's face, let along their hair.
9. Growing closer to her ending zone, Aspect would pick up her speed until her environment was nothing more but a mass of green blurs. She was always faster than most people, but surely she wasn't the fastest in the universe. Actually, she wasn't sure if she could handle being categorized as the fastest person in the universe; again, that would be far too much pressure on her fragile psyche. She just wanted to be fast enough to run away from danger, or to be able to run away from awkward situations. She could fly, but that would cause too much of a scene; it's not like everyone on this planet can fly... Could they? Maybe, but it's not like she's been outside long enough to know.
10. The cyborg could continue to run faster and faster, leaving behind trails of plowed-through grass and a long, porcelain braid in its wake. The woman had to make sure to not lose her glasses in the midst of her running; she wouldn't know what to do with herself should she ever lose her beloved spectacles. It took her years to build her current pair of glasses, mostly because of the heavy lack of resources and time she had. Also, it took her a considerable amount of time to decode Parcel's blueprints for such glasses. That was one thing she had to thank him for; had it not been for his flawless designs, Aspect would not have been able to craft most of her inventions. She required them to help her function in day-to-day life with little money and interpersonal relationships. Technology was the only thing she had left.
11. As the cyborg's speed workout would begin to conclude, Aspect would feel her leg muscles grow stronger, and her lungs breath in oxygen at a slower rate than before. These her tell-tale signs that her body had grown accustomed to such intensive workouts. Maybe after one more training session, Aspect may call it a day and go to the supermarket. By then, hopefully, whatever was going on in the city will die down. If not, however, Aspect may just lock herself in her house until the hell subsides; there's no way in hell she's going to go out there and play the part of the hero. Surely, there were other people who would be more than happy to do that job for her!
TRAINING CONCLUDED
Current Speed: 10 Bonus for reaching multiple of 10: +20BP Current BP: 380
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2018 2:43 pm
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xxxxxxTRAINING COMMENCE
Starting BP: 380
Aspect would finish her intensive workout day with a few more punching and kicking exercises. It first began with a few side-ways kicks that lasted for about eighty reps before she moved to her next leg. Aspect could feel the results of her workout, not having felt this much energy in her entire life. If only Parcel were alive now, or that giant robot that tore down the lab was there; Aspect would give them a piece of her mind. Ah, here she was getting cocky again; it wasn't like her to be so arrogant, maybe the extensive exercises were getting to her psyche. She was going to turn into one of those 'bara' men if she didn't cut it out.
The woman would finish her kicks with a few backwards kick flips, landing on both feet to deliver a split kick that was so fast, there was a distinct whooshing sound that came with each kick. She was growing faster and stronger, she could feel it; it was even better that now, she could see it. A few more minutes would pass of kicking before she decided to get to work on her arms. It probably would have been better for her to work on her arms first; after all, her limb enhancers were limited to her arms. She had considered a few times making something to enhance the strength of her kicks; however, the lingering thought of messing up and accidentally exposing herself to her enemies was debilitating. Maybe she could invest in one of those 'skorts' to prevent such tragedies.
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xxxxxxAspect would commence with working on her arms, punching at a few blades of grass. Unlike the first time she had attempted to do so, Aspect was finding it easier to bend back a few pieces of grass with ease. It was probably due to the psychological response of succeeding the first time. With that response, she was capable of avoiding the same mistakes that made her previous workout session tedious and difficult. Surprisingly, she was not breaking a sweat from her workout, it appeared as if her body had grown accustomed to such vigorous exercise. Surely, she will treat herself with something tasty once she is done.
"Nyah~! The woman would snatch up a few pieces of violently-blowing blades of grass. What made such a feat even more impressive was her ability to snatch up this grass using only her index finger and her thumb. She knew she was growing faster and more skillful with her hand-work, she just didn't expect the fruit of her labor to show just yet. By the time she had finished, she would wipe the imaginary sweat from her brow, and place her hands on her hips in content. She looked down to marvel at her work, a shaky smile appearing on her face. "T-that was cool..." Concluding her training, Aspect would fall back into the grass, and close her eyes. "Now... Should I get chicken-flavored, or shrimp-flavored ramen...?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 06, 2018 4:27 pm
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xxxxxxAspect rolled around in the grass for a bit, playing on her portable gaming system. By this point, she had kicked off her shoes and propped one leg over the other. She was starting to get very comfortable in her little slice of heaven, away from everyone else. Unlike the average person who would face mental deterioration from being away from society for so long, Aspect was feeding off of her solitude. In fact, she wished that she could have more of these moments without having to worry about going to public areas to buy food or greeting her neighbors whenever she took out the trash. Maybe that's why training by her lonesome is so easy for her...
◢A N D R O I DXX O N E Its so bright, I cant see the meaning in this craziness What’s that word again? They call it life, oh yes, that a human feels so deep...
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xxxxxx"Tch, there goes my battery life," the woman hissed as she closed her gaming system down, and stuffed it in her pocket. She had a portable charger, but she didn't want to waste what little juice was in it on something so trivial. She managed to save her game before it died, so it didn't make a difference whether or not she charged it now; she'll do it once she gets home. Of course, she has to get her groceries, why does she keep reminding herself to do something she clearly won't do? It's anxiety-inducing, at least that's how she sees grocery shopping. She always hated going through this winding isles in search of food. The last thing she wanted to do was to have anyone judge her for what she puts in her basket. What if they think she's some sort of thief, stuffing brownies in her hoodie?! She's not like that!!!
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