"Ahem... A-ahem! ...Jaein!" More urgent than Chorong's voice, her finger prodded at the taller of the two's shoulder. She peered in closer to observe the fingernail sinking into the fabric of his jacket. It almost appeared as if the bunny painted on the tip was being drowned by it.
"Are you even listening to me?" She took her hand away to place it firmly on her hip. ( Could one even be certain that she even listened to herself? )
Chorong lowered her volume and reached for two of the packets of candy left on the shelf. One being Reeses in the shape of hearts and the other: gummies also in the shape of hearts.
Upon closer inspection she concluded that those marketing the products needed to get more creative. Whatever happened to chocolate roses and and cupid jellies? Surely, the only good thing about Valentine's Day or White Day was the influx of sales on chocolates and other assorted sweets. As if either of them even needed them ㅡ but such was the reason she brought her friend with her. He could easily bar her from shoving the whole aisle in her basket.
She furrowed her brows, indicative of a firm pout, concealed by the mask she put on to hide her identity. "You have to choose which candies you want. Otherwise, I'm not buying anything for you like I said I would..."
While Chorong perused the candy aisle, he had found himself looking through the toys aisle, but the miniature cars had caught his attention. A challenger and a corvette had caught his eyes, and he was carrying them around the store like a child waiting for his parents’ approval to buy them. He had barely felt the prod on her shoulder, but he had felt the shift in her demeanor. He threw in the two toys inside their basket, finally glancing at the mostly empty shelves in front of them.
The following words escaped him in the form of a faint whine: “Why do you sound like my mom?” His aim was that Chorong would take his words as a personal affront. It wouldn’t be a typical outing if one of the two didn’t take a dig at each other, or for him to cowardly walk away from her in fear of a much more savage retaliation. It was all in the name of light-hearted fun between friends, who truly acted more like siblings.
“You chose the wrong time to come to the store to buy candy.” Okay, that wasn’t helpful. Her grabbed the two bags of candies from her, placing them in the basket without care. “Can’t we buy regular candy? It would probably taste the same.” He understood the gimmick of Valentine themed candy, but the heart-shape didn’t elevate the taste of the chocolate. They were just paying for pretty packaging.
“Wait, are we going to be sharing?”
And if Chorong was paying, he should start acting more interested in their candy run.