(Soonish)
December 6, 2016
She hadn’t planned on going shopping this close to the holidays, it was insane to do so, but one of her favorite sporting goods stores was having a sale on boots. It wasn’t that she didn’t have boots, she had a lot of boots, but it was too tempting of a deal to let go of. Timberland boots were expensive, a hundred and eighty dollars, so any sort of sale on them was welcome even if she did have a pair already.
The drive to the sporting goods store was short, at least relatively speaking, though it wasn’t short enough for her, it never would be, but when she was inside the store it was worth the time it took to get here. The place was full of people, no surprise there, with people buying gun ammo, looking at guns, looking at camping equipment and other things. She however headed right for the shoes and boots, where several other people were.
Finding a working, and flagging them down, she asked about the sale to make sure she’d seen right before asking for black Timberlands in the size she needed, since she already knew her size, and waiting for the size seven boots to arrive she sat herself down and took the time to relax, something she rarely ever did, and watched the people milling around shopping and trying things on.
Some woman, with her partner, was trying on a coat while he did as well. They were both looking over the other and complimenting the coats, from what she could tell, and checking price tags. It seemed, as she continued to watch them, that they’d be purchasing the coats.
Taken away from her new target, some child and their father, as the worker approached her with the boxed boots and asked if she wanted to try them on. “No, I’m good. I have a pair in tan at home.” So she knew the size and knew they’d fit. “I’ll be taking these.” Taking the box with a parting thank you.
Moving to the check out she was happy to have them, he had mentioned them being the last pair in her size, so with the box tucked under her right arm she approached the register and set them down as she waited for the older man in ahead of her to be rung up. He looked to be getting some sort of riffle. Likely, from the look of him, a hunter of some sort.
That was one thing she’d never understand, unless it was honestly hunting for food, as killing an animal for sport seemed...so many levels of wrong she didn’t even know where the begin. She understood eating animals, though she wished they were treated better, but the act of killing something for fun...that was something she’d never understand. Though it didn’t apply to the whole war going on in this city. She could understand fighting and even killing someone in the Negaverse, who knew if she’d ever have to kill someone. But that was for survival and it was a war.
Pushing the thoughts away, they weren’t very positive, she was smiling when she stepped forward and presented the box for ring up and pulling her wallet from the purse she had, something cheap and rather flimsy, she handed over the money as she counted it out and taking her bag, and receipt, left the store. The older man she noted was getting into a four wheel drive truck that looked a bit dirty...like it had gone through mud recently and hadn’t been cleaned yet.
Smiling just a bit more, thinking how she’d been right in her guess, she headed for her own little car and putting the bag onto the passenger side seat she moved around the car and climbed into the driver's side and started the car and headed home. It hadn’t been too bad, but perhaps that was because she’d had a clear cut destination in mind and hadn’t wandered about like people tended to do? She’d gone in and gone right for the boots and gone right to check out and nothing in between. That was how holiday shopping should be done she figured.
Turning on the radio as she hit the main roads, heading home, she had to change to something that wasn’t so...holiday cheer. She didn’t need more holiday songs, they would drive Keely insane.
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