"You sure we can't use faygo, bro?"
Karson snatches the purple bottle and shoves it back into the shelf with all its fizzy glory. Ignoring his best friend's pout, he grabs a liter bottle of sprite and tosses it haphazardly into the basket.
"No, bro, we can't use that shit." He replies.
"Why?"
"Because it tastes like shit."
Gamzee frowns and makes a mental note to put only purple jolly ranchers in his own cup. He and Karson began walking away from the soda isle and towards the pharmacy. And that's when he sees her, standing right next to the medicated lip balm that for some reason was right next to the cough syrup, and practically swings the basket out of his hands, because wow he wasn't ready to see her wearing shorts and a crop top while grocery shopping.
She seems to make eyes with him first and his primary impulse is to gawk at her beautiful face before looking away and breaking eye contact with anything but his Nike's.
He winces when he hears her and Karson start talking. "Karson, nice meeting you here."
"Uh," He mumbles, "Yeah, cool seeing you too, Katherine."
Katherine. Katherine Maryam. Karson's green eyed, olive skinned, dark haired, bible hugging, booty short sporting, best friend. She was practically family, the way Karson treated her. Given the fact that they were so close, he was positive she'd be nothing but disappointed in what they were buying.
Both boys silently prayed for the same thing from different Gods; Please don't ask what we're buying.
"So what are you guys buying?" She peered into the basket, unable to link the bag of candy and soda to anything illegal.
Before Gamzee could open his mouth and tell her exactly what they were getting, Karson blurted out, "Its for Teresa, she's sick."
"Oh dear," Katherine says and for some reason her words go straight to his dick. Her eyes go from worrisome to confused when she looks back at their basket. "And you think sprite and jolly ranchers is going to make her get better?"
"We're also buying her cough syrup." It made sense in his head, aiding his friend's. But from the way Karson was glaring at him, told him he probably gave everything away.
"Oh," She blinks her eyes thoughtfully, before looking back at the cough syrup on the shelf beside her and handing them a cherry flavored bottle.
Karson takes the bottle and stares at the damn thing. God he hated cherry.
"What's wrong? Doesn't she like cherry?"
"What? No- I mean yeah, thanks, she'll love it." Gamzee listened to his short bro ramble his big mouth away, breaking a sweat as if it were his crush.
Katherine gives them both weird looks but doesn't say anything. Probably your favorite thing about her, how even though she knows something's up, she doesn't get involved. Minds her business like everyone should.
"Well, I'll be going then." She steps away and accidentally rubs Gamzee along the way.
"I'm sorry." She throws an apology off her shoulder, and even though its curt, its the first time she's talked to him today and he finds it so endearing.
"Nah, you're good." He says offhandedly.
When he's absolutely sure Karson isn't looking at him, he sneaks a look back at Katherine's receding form and lets his eyes follow that cake. He takes a dreamy sigh.
"Sure are good."
five bucks to whoever can guess what they finna cook up