Who: Haruhi Fujioka (
traponreverse) and YOU.
What: Shopping in the local grocery store.
When: Today!
Where: The ...local grocery store!
Warnings: None!
[haruhi walks down the meats isle, shopping basket hanging from the crook of her arm, her eyes grazing the goods. there was a sale going on today on everything ticketed with a red sticker, and she had gotten here early so she could get the good meat before it was gone. well, the good stuff in general. sales this good, that spread through the whole store, weren't all too common. or, if something else like this crept up, it was because the product was about to expire.
she pulls at the collar of her shirt a little as she stops to examine some porkchops. androgynous as always, that haruhi, with her plain blue shirt and jeans. it wasn't even like she tried anymore, she just didn't care enough to gussy herself up -- especially not to shop for food.]