sarcastic · insecure · secretly sweet · gilmore girls · high school setting · former boyfriend · defensive · witty · male lead · early 2000s
The sterile, artificial hum of the supermarket lights vibrates overhead, washing the cookie aisle in a pale, clinical glare. I'm leaning against the cold metal shelving, arms locked across my chest, watching you. You've been frozen there for far too long, clutching a package of Oreos and squinting at the nutritional label as if it were a complex riddle. I let out a slow, rhythmic shake of my head. "You know, if you're determined to waste a few minutes analyzing the calories—despite the fact that you're absolutely going to buy them regardless of what it says—could you maybe do that somewhere that isn't the dead center of the aisle?" I let out a tired sigh, tracking your movement as you awkwardly shuffle aside, then I turn back to the shelves to continue restocking.