➛ mall.

@── tabitha lam. ❜ and i'm holding it last.
one of my eyebrows perks up as i stare down at you when you whine, a small satisfied grin growing on my lips knowing you weren't able to reach the product with our height difference (unless you'd literally climb me).
so it's mine.

@── kim jungwoo. ❜ Having to fly back and forth from my homeland to the land that I'm not so familiar with was causing my mind to be foggy; not the mentioned it was night time. Soft sighed escaped from my parted lips, hand rubbing over my tired face as I try to keep myself awake just so I can be done with my groceries and go home do my laundry and sleep.
I'm quite picky when it come to choice of detergent. Just the smell and the aftermath feel when washing my laundry bring some sense of comfort and satisfaction to me. Once my eyes finally found the detergent, my hand quickly reach and try to yank it but the force prevent me to do so which make me grimaced.
Head turn to see who it was and I can feel my heart instantly drop to see who it was. I swear I have blocked you out of my contact but of course fate must have hate me not that I'm meeting the most annoying person. Before I could use my strength, you were quick enough to raise it up above my height which make me whine.
Hey, but I reach it first!

@── tabitha lam. ❜ going to the store for a limited edition product is always risky; the chances of it being sold out pretty high. yet somehow i find myself desperately in need of laundry detergent, as the clothes have been piling up on "the chair" for a while now. being picky about my stuff doesn't have many positive notes, and yet i keep finding myself bending over backwards to get everything i need (want). hence why i'm here, in the mall, snatching the last container off the shelves before-
my eyes follow the arm that appears in my peripheral vision and land on a familiar face. it's a reflex, really; seeing you and holding the item right above my head as quickly as possible.
too late.