“Look at this, Mexi!” I press the small cut-up coupon on the side of Mexi’s aquarium. She barely lifted her head. She was still hiding inside the trunk of a small tree that I got for her. Usually, she was curious whenever I came close. Since she probably wasn’t hungry, she didn’t care about me. Mexi was like the usual pet, she only loves me when I offer her food. “I’m going to buy it and it’s going to look like you!”
Markus's reply had annoyed me so much that instead of replying back instantly, I had decided to scan more pages of the magazine Daniel had given me. After a dozen more coupons on milk powder and diapers, I encountered a cute coupon that will actually be useful for me.
It wasn’t even that good of a sale but might as well get it.
I look at my screen again, memorizing the aisles and products that were on it.It was a Wednesday, which meant it was shopping day. Since it was just a few days after payday, everything was on sale. And I meant everything. From food to clothes to furniture. It had already been a week since Markus and I had a deal and from the way that notifications keep popping on my phone, it would be an understatement to say that he wasn’t at all abusing the service.Regardless of the time, it could be in the middle of the night, it could be just the start of dawn, the bastard didn’t care. He would send me pictures and would expect me to answer them within 30 minutes. Technically, it was alright, however, what annoyed me was there was an instance where I didn’t see the text he had seen immediately.
“Move it,” I hiss as I push another elderly woman out of my way. “Stop blocking the aisle, lady.”The old woman flushed but otherwise got out of my way. Well, before she sent me a harsh glare and kept muttering under her breath about how ‘young people don’t know how to respect anymore’ as well as how ‘she was so much better when she had been my age.’ Of course, like how I usually did when I was being scolded, I let it inside one ear and out the other.The number of old people, both women and men alike that I have shoved, pushed, as well as glared at had already gone past the number of fingers I had. As much as I wanted to be understanding and nice that their old legs could only probably walk at a certain speed, my kindness can only take so much. Especially when I only had thirt
“Freaking stupid bastard,” I grumble under my breath as I type in the answers to his stupid accounting problems. The smell of bacon drowning in its own grease and fat had my mouth-watering, but it still hasn’t finished cooking. “Just you wait until I finish my degree, I am so going to apply to your stupid company.”And then you’d have no choice but to pay me a large sum.“There,” I finish typing. “And send.”Markus had realized that I really wasn’t going to answer any of his texts when I had been at the mall. To be honest, I hadn’t planned on contacting him at all today. Except for my plan for my shopping trip had ultimately failed because I did spend some money on the bags of bacon that I had purc
“What’s so funny?”Helen glared at the young woman who was busy chewing on gum. The young woman looked at her from head to toe, a sly smirk on her lips. She grabbed the box again and swiped it, the amount to be paid for flashing on the small screen just in front of her. “Nothing, Ma’am.”“No,” Helen snapped, her eyes narrowing. “You were laughing, so I want to know what’s funny.”I pull on her sleeve, “Helen.” Helen glanced at me, sending a glare my way too. With a sigh, I raise my hands up in defense and back away. I keep forgetting this was Helen I’m talking about. She might be the sweetest person I know but she’s no pushove
“H-Helen,” I say dumbly, sniffing again. “C-could you go and text my friend? I would but my eyes are swollen shut right now and I can’t see the screen, my thumbs are too big, and I just want to lie down.”Helen nodded, grabbing my phone and texting.And just like the world had hated me, it dings.I value my work and wanted to always stay alert whenever I get a call from a client. I have different alarm sounds for all my part-time jobs. There was a different ringtone for Ardere, Thomas, Personal Shopping, as well as for Markus. And the ringtone that kept alerting on my phone, signaled that he was probably sending me a new accounting problem that he had expected me to solve.“Some man named
My name is Violet Carter, I am 23 years old.The first time I stole something, I was at a church.My parents often brought me there, together with my 9 siblings. I was the 4th eldest. During those times, I knew what was right and wrong. I had been 11 at the time. My young mind understood that stealing something that wasn’t yours was wrong and will ultimately land you a spot in hell. However, my young mind also understood that it was wrong for someone to ignore the plea of their siblings.One of my youngest siblings’ stomach was rumbling loudly. Loud enough that some of the other churchgoers were looking at us oddly. They had already looked at us weird when we had occupied a whole bench. Even though our parents had dressed us in our finest attires, which w
“What did he say?”Keira looked so out of place that I was the one embarrassed for her. She was wearing a leopard print fur coat, her booty shorts was bedazzled at the edges, her white boots squeaking against the tiled floor. Helen didn’t look any better. It seemed like she was more stressed than me. She opted not to shower, much more she didn’t even put-on make-up. Her top and bottom didn’t match, and to top it all off, she was only wearing fuzzy slippers.“Just the usual things they say to pregnant women, I guess.” I sit between them, “He said I was already five weeks in and that I should be careful about how I move and about what I eat now. That I shouldn’t stress myself because it won’t be good for the…uhm. The thing.”
“It’s rare,” The saleslady says from next to me. I haven’t even realized that she had already been there. I was still stuck staring at the cute little nightlight that reminded me so much of Mexi. “Limited edition too, not a lot of parents want their babies near night lights like that. Babies are scared of it. I think it looks cute though, don’t you, Ma’am?”She was probably lying.Although I could believe that not a lot of parents want their child near such a weird piece of furniture, I doubt it was a limited edition. If it was, I wouldn’t have found it on sale in one of the shopping apps that I have installed on my phone. Leaning down, I grab the price tag and nod once I saw the price. It was relatively cheaper than the one I saw online.