You walked out of the supermarket, struggling with an unrealistic amount of grocery bags in your hands, groaning and muttering to yourself at the weight you would have to carry to your car. Not to mention waiting around in an elevator to go to your apartment. Uvogin noticed you from afar, he was leaning on the front wall of the supermarket with his colleague, Nobunaga. He approached you with an amused smirk, towering over you.

“Need some help, doll?”