5cents at Most
Some annoying mf’s bonding with @mpxmaxim
Kaz was a living breathing garbage disposal. The man would eat just about anything minus a cooked mushroom, and he couldn’t cook worth shit so he rarely ever ate anything substantial or really all that yummy unless he eats out or Heather makes him food. In short, Kaz never goes grocery shopping. The eggs in his fridge, the beer, a box of cereal and some random snacks is all that normally suffices. But recently he has taken up the local grocery shop as a new hobby. Why would he need to do that if he can’t cook someone would say, or why would he do that because he obviously doesn’t want to. Why? Because his rookie artist works there and it is just incredible to watch the look on his face when Kaz comes to the checkout counter with individual fruits and greens, all so he has to type in each twelve digit number for just one thing. It should be a crime how much joy he gets from this shit. The goth doesn’t hate Maxim by any means, he actually does respect him as an artist, and he could even say he fucks with him; and that’s what makes pissing him off so much so exciting.
“The apron suits you, Max. Very domestic of you. Will you bake me pies and warm cookies too?” Kaz casually teases as he puts-swear to gods-one of each fruit and veggie on that damn counter. But he could be doing worse things like spilling shit or putting everything in the wrong isles, instead he just does this one really really really annoying thing. Every thursday. Only for the last two weeks but he might keep this shit up if Maxim makes that face every time. “Aye make sure to bag that shit nicely too. Wouldn’t want any bruises.” Their constant days at the shop were either them in complete silence while working, or telling each other to do shit only for most of it to not get done by the one asking the other to do it. It was just a system they had to bother each other even if it sometimes ended up in a smile and the toss of a rag or cap of ink. But why only leave that fun banter to the shop right??















