The Store

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Billy reached for his black leather jacket, fitting his arms through the sleeves.

"Maybe this time I'll buy three packs."

The grumpy Billy set off for the store, just for some liquid.

The bells on the door rang as the couch potato opened it. He lazily looked around for the Bloxy Cola.

"Yo, clerk. Where's the Bloxy Cola." He said, a little aggressively.

"We just sold our last pack, unfortunately. You can check back tomorrow, though!"

Something in the grump's head snapped. His eyes widened, and it seemed like glass had shattered when his eyes had widened.

"You're what." He slowly turned towards the cashier, as his face ever so slightly looked angrier and angrier.

"We're out of... Bloxy Co-"

Billy held the clerk up by the collar of his shirt.

"WHO THE FUCK DID YOU SELL IT TO."

"AAH!! PUT ME DOWN! PUT ME DOWN! I SOLD IT TO A MAN WITH RED GLASSES!"

"...God fucking damnit."

Billy stormed out, chasing down the buyer.

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