and stuff
Garland thought he'd duck in and catch Mimi at the checkout; he wanted a water and she took too long, but then he didn't see her in line… Sighing, Garland wandered towards the makeup section. Hoping they could get out before being solicited for autographs. Once somebody whipped out a camera Ming Ming would want to stay all afterno—
Garland stopped short an aisle too early. Standing, gawking towards the end by the pharmacy counter where Mimi and Brooklyn looked with obvious concentration at the condom section.
Ming Ming bent down to examine one of the lower boxes.
Garland was struck simultaneously by a cold chill and the knowledge that Kylie should have been there, not him. He was the wrong Seibalt for this situation.
Brooklyn saw him and nudged Ming Ming, who had two different boxes of condoms and seemed to be comparing their merits. She looked up, following Brooklyn's gaze. Shut her mouth and smiled sweetly.
"I thought you were looking for lipgloss," Garland said.
"Yeah… 'and stuff,'" Mimi reminded.
Brooklyn pointed at the right-hand box. "Those, I think."
"Ah? Okay!"
"Gar..?"
Garland turned on heel and went back outside, head bowed as though against a fierce wind.
a/n: Inspired by a true story. Fwee hee hee! BEGA and lipgloss for feather-duster.