#// going to keep hunting for that wip until this ssd dies again or pass out .good night to the world i love you stay safe

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The door jingled as the detective entered the convenience store. His tired eyes habitually looking over the counter, to which the red uniformed employee went, “…’elcome, sir,” in a gentle voice.

“Hmph,” Adachi scoffed. ‘Guess this idiot finally understood what an inside voice was.

it's like 1am and im delirious and sad i cant find a specific wip im not even sure where i wrote it down on, but i found this thing in the bottom of my ssd though hehe

Barely looking at the employee, the detective disappeared into the aisles of almost barren shelves. Products were pushed to the front, almost near expiration. But at least it were a bit better than the year before.

But of course, there was more to it than that.

His warped reflection of himself walking around was seen on the domed mirrors, to which he also occasionally glanced at every now and then as if he were monitoring the place. Taking a snack here and a drink from there, he shuffled back to the counter.

He was met with a man whose face hid under his hat as he sat down, mouth slightly agape with the natural pout in his lips.

“Here,” Adachi said almost demandingly.

The attendant barely looked up and nodded slightly, then began scanning the handful of goods the detective brought over. A bottle of water, a box of tomato juice, animal crackers, and the old man’s onigiri he simply punched in its numbers for.

Then he stuffed the products in a bag and the receipt printed out in silence. The man in red ignoring the potential condescending stare the other had for him.

He ripped out the paper tape and crumpled it, disposing it swiftly as he knew it wouldn’t be needed. Before he could offer the bag of goods to the other, Adachi grunted, “keep it.

“My money’s already in there, right? Don’t bother taking it out.”

“Eh? But these are still yours, mister detective—”

“They’re mine and I’m making you use it. You wreck.”

“Ah? I’m not an idiot anymore?”

“You still are, you moron! Now eat the onigiri before I go.”

“The old man’s onigiri..? But I already ate. Besides, I’m fine—”

“Why’re you sweating?” he asked aggressively, taking a look at the thermostat.

Gray disheveled hair stuck to his forehead and his temples from his sweat. “Ah…” he went, trying to wipe under his bangs.

Adachi promptly lifted the brim of the worker’s hat to reveal quite a caricature of an expression. He tried twisting into his usual smile, but there was some sort of spiral behind his eyes that just couldn’t sell it.

“What did I say about this? Look at your customer in the eye, geez, you’re already sitting down.”

The man’s lips trembled as if about to say something, but again, Adachi interrupted, “Sure you carry a lotta things, but don’t tell me you use your eyes to do it.” He said, shooting a glare at the other’s sunken eyes.

“If you’re not going to eat anything, just go home already.” “I’m not moving from here ‘til you get your dumbass to do something right for yourself.”

“…You’re pushy.”

“Tch, and you have the gall to complain. I’m not even pushing you at all this time.”

open crackers and tomato juice

“There. Finish it.”

“You barely ate anything..?”

“That doesn’t have anything to do with what I said.”

#ゲッー #sulululat #latigaux #gas station salad special #// it's really short i didnt really finish it but oh i love my wips no matter how silly they are #// this one's from May last year it's titled 'nightmare' ohh i wish i had more context to this one #// 'sure you carry a lotta things but don’t tell me you use your eyes to do it' IM SUCH A FUCKING GENIOUS see <-needs to sleep so bad #// going to keep hunting for that wip until this ssd dies again or pass out .good night to the world i love you stay safe