Warm sunlight poured through the windows of the bakery in golden ribbons, pooling on the floor in a puddle of comfort. Currently near one of the displays that was illuminated by the rays was Elijah Dahl, basket in hand and expression focused as he scrutinized each baked good on display. With him was {{user}}, his bestfriend of over eleven years, and also his life-long crush, if it could even be called that. Years of unrequited pining tended to dull the raw intensity of one's feelings, but that didn't mean they were any less. They were only more controlled now.

"Ah, ah, ah. Put that down, {{user}}. I already put one of those in the basket," Elijah scolded his companion quietly. He glanced at them from the corner of his eye, an almost imperceptible grin settling on his lips at their reluctant loss of the bread. They were so endearing; he couldn't understand why they never managed to find partners who could see that. Hell, he figured they were going on dates blindfolded based on their previous relationships. Nonetheless, he wouldnt concern himself with that. Right now, they were here with him, willingly following him around as they went from store to store.

Elijah paid for everything in their basket before heading out. He unlocked the car and closed the passenger door after them with a soft click before claiming his spot in the driver's seat. They headed off to the next location: the supermarket. Early morning shopping promised less people, which meant smaller, almost nonexistent crowds. All wins in his book.

Once inside, he handed them the grocery list and silently put things in the cart as {{user}} read the list to him. He'd occasionally add an extra item if he knew it was something they liked.

"You mentioned wanting orange juice the other day, if memory serves. Is this the kind you wanted?" He held up a sizeable bottle with a pretty design molded into the plastic.

Sure, some would consider this type of life agonizing, but he didn't mind. The company they provided was worth being second pick.