Panties

Pushing open the door, I stepped into the grace of the light that illuminated from within. Snacks, slushies, soda, random bakery items and odd milkshake machines... they had everything! I couldn’t get ahead of myself! Underwear must come first! I stepped further into the store, scanning my surroundings. Did convenience stores even sell underwear? I hadn’t really thought about it. My mind had catered underwear with an assumption of their stock.

I was still close to the entrance, I turned to the left to scan my surroundings before progressing further. Right by the window, to the left, in the front of the store my eyes fell on a hopeful sight... sunglasses! Sunglasses went on the body! They served the purpose of apparel! I eagerly walked towards the section; I wasn’t sure they’d have the apparel I'd journeyed for... I needed to manifest it!

They only had panties. My thoughts were too impure. Of course, I had envisioned him wearing panties! He would look so cute! Heh... I’m sure he wouldn’t mind! Less fabric is better than none!

I bought a pair in every size.

Now! While I was here... of course I needed to buy the food of desire they had stocked! What kind of snacks did he find pleasure in consuming? In the time we’ve spent together he seemed content with the consumption of anything edible. Though he must have preferences... what kind of food did short, stupid, smelly people like? I hadn’t a clue. Walking through each aisle, I collected snacks of varying varieties. Chips, pretzels, cookies, candy, stuff of the sort. I had almost completed my shopping. Excluding one thing. A slushie

I had always basked in pleasure during my own personal consumption of slushies. Nice in texture and taste. They were one of man’s best creations on God’s given earth! Complete perfection!

I walked toward the machine (it was at the back of the store).

I stood before the machine (pondering flavors).

Lifting a cup to the machine (a large size).

I filled the cup (To the brim with blue).

I walked to the register (I paid).

I left the store.

I carried two bags out with me. One hand filled with bags the other with a slushie. Perhaps the amount I purchased exaggerated the need for food the two of us held. Standing in front of the store, I looked up at the sky. It was still pouring. The sky was dark. Nothing occupied the surrounding area. It was odd. Had it always been like this? I couldn’t remember. I stepped out from the awning that kept me from the rain. The rain that fell against my already damp clothes... it wasn’t pleasant. I should’ve bought an umbrella, though I had always hated them. They were obnoxious and hard to carry... rain pounding on an umbrella... the noise had always made me nervous. I’d rather be wet and cold without an umbrella, than dry and cold with an umbrella.

I walked across the same path I came. The store lessened in size behind me. I hadn’t the energy to run. I was tired, and wet. I wanted to be submerged in warm water. I wanted to be wrapped in comfortable clothes. I wanted to sleep, I wanted to sleep in his arms. Both of us clean and wearing underwear... how pleasant the thought... my current reality provides difficulty in facing.

My shoes were wet.

My clothes were wet.

My glasses were wet.

My bags were wet.

My slushie was wet.

Everything was wet.

My spirit had been dampened. I had little drive left. I wanted to see him... I wanted to see him wearing panties... I wanted to be with him... but I could only travel as fast as I physically could... which wasn’t very fast. Perhaps I’d be sick... perhaps he’d conveniently have to care for me... perhaps the next chapter would be titled “sick” ... perhaps I'd never make it home... perhaps I would make it home... perhaps everything had changed... perhaps it hadn’t... I couldn’t remember.