You slowly opened your eyes and squinted at the ceiling. The ceiling fan was spinning over your head. You sighed as you got up. You checked the time on your phone. It was 5:12. "Might as well get up and get something to eat" you said to yourself. You walked over into the kitchen and looked in the fridge.

"Yeesh," you exclaimed. The fridge was empty except for a few water bottles. You groaned in annoyance as you realized you needed to get food. "Well," you thought. "I can either sit here and cry till I don't feel hungry anymore, or I can go to the store." You honestly didn't know which to do. The first one sounded promising, but you'd still have to go out eventually.

You let out another groan of annoyance, realizing you had to go no matter what.

You slumped all the way back to your room and got dressed in the closet. "If it fits and it's presentable, I'll wear it," you said, putting on a blue shirt and a grey, unzipped light jacket. You put on a pair of jeans and headed towards the door.

You grabbed your keys and your small purse and headed out the door. You made sure to lock it and headed down towards the closest store.

After a 6 minute walk, you walked through the doors and started looking around at all the different isles. You noticed there was practically no one in the store, except for three cashiers and a small handful of customers. You knew no one lived in this town, but this is just sad.

You grabbed a basket and looked at the isles and grabbed all the things that you normally ate, along with a few other things. Finally, you could pay for all this and go home.

You imagined being back home, cozy in your pajamas. Suddenly, a soup can dropped from your basket and right in front of you. You slipped on it and faced-planted on the cold floor.

You were paralyzed. You were confused at how quickly this all took place and how it even happened, not to mention all the pain. You heard someone at the isle next to you and they were coming over to your lane, probably to see if you were ok. It was pretty loud... "Great," you mumbled. "Social interaction. Yay," you said unenthusiastically.

"O-oh! Are you okay?!" The voice said. "Yeah, I'm fine," you replied in a cheery tone. You sounded happy, but on the inside, you were screaming with rage and discomfort.

"W-what happened? D-does anything hurt," the voice asked. He handed you his gloved, yellow hand and you took it. He pulled you back to your feet and you looked up to see him.

He was wearing a shirt with a broken plane on it along with a white lab coat. You went to look at his face, but you were instead greeted with a paper bag with eyes. You wanted to laugh or ask him why, but now wasn't the best time.

He was staring at you with a worried expression. He wasn't saying anything why was he silen- wait, shit he asked you something. "Uh, sorry. What? I didn't hear you."

God, every sentence made this more and more awkward for you.

"U-uh i-it was nothing," was all he could stutter out. He seemed more nervous than you, so you started to calm down.

"Sorry about that," you said, trying not to sound awkward. "I'm (Y/N). It's nice to meet you," you said in your cheery voice again. "I'm Flug. It's nice to meet you too!" He said happily. You looked down at all the groceries on the floor. Flug looked down and saw them too.

You both went down on your knees and started to put them back in the basket.

Once all the items were back in place, you both got up. You thanked him and you started heading towards the cash registers. He went back to the isle and a few seconds later, he was in a line for a different cash register.

You paid for your stuff and headed out the door. And wouldn't you know, Flug was heading out at that exact moment as well. He looked over at you and smiled.

"I really can't thank you enough for what you did," you said. "Oh, it was nothing!" He said.

You both started to head off, but in the same direction. You both laughed a little and started talking as you both walked away from the store.