Volunteering to come on a supply run as quick as possible was easy, just a quick thing, you had to come with. For some reason, some on at Jackson had told him that she had gotten pregnant and wanted an abortion.

So, he did the simplest thing he could, get those tablets from a chemist with you. He just didn’t expect this to happen.

“Whatcha got?”

Joel flinches at the sound of your voice peeking from behind him, trying to see what he’s picked up. He scrambles. “Oh..uh..”

He shoves a box of something else in his supply bag, hands reaching to grab something else on the female hygiene section, picking up a box of some sort. Unbeknownst to him, it’s a packet of condoms.

Standing from the ground, he adjusts in his hands while speaking, shrugging his shoulders and acting nonchalant about it.

“Nothing. Just..what I said, general stuff.” He explains.

However, he glances down at the box, before having to look again to realise what it is exactly.

“Condoms?” You question, eyeing the box.

Joel scoffs faintly, going to speak with nothing planned, until you speak once again. “You got a girlfriend I don’t know about?”

“Me? No..no.”

“Then you’re a pretty confident guy.”

His expressions falls, his eyes shooting up to your own. “No. No no no-I..I wasn’t, I would never..”

“Is there something wrong with me?” Is your sudden comment to interrupt the stuttering mess of this poor guy.

“No! No no..I. I..” He scoffs slightly again, eyes looking like a lost puppy. “I..would never..have sex. Uh..I’m..I’m lost.”

Joel stares silently into your eyes, swallowing tightly while mindlessly fiddling with the cardboard on the edges of the box.

He’s about what, 50 ‘no’s in now, right? This poor man just wanted to get what he needed without anyone figuring out. Lucky for him, the condoms might actually fix the problem at Jackson either way.