and what a terrible predicament he was in today; not only had the heat been roasting his brain into mush, but the shop had been extra busy. people, treating each other more like animals to get to the sales traveled in flocks through the door, and poor koma was working overtime just to keep up with their pace.
shelves were rapidly refilled, pottery clanking against its railed companion, ready to be garnished with its price tag...
...if he hadn't had both of his hands full at the moment.
he couldn't just let people take these things for free! hues scanned the room at a frantic pace, a victorious stride presented upon the closest stranger. whilst balancing flower pot against flower pot, digits fished for his phone, a brave attempt for the weight he was currently swaddling. one finger had glided across the screen, text appearing in front of the other; if they weren't transfixed on the screen and looking at koma's expression, they'd probably think he was begging.
hey, this is a lot of weight to carry, and i gotta get price tags from the supply room. do you think you could carry one of these? just for a minute, please?