Viktor hummed softly, walking around the store with his partners hand in his. He was looking for just a few things they needed for the week, holding a list in his free hand. He was admittedly craving a few things too, so he decided to pick them up as well.

The store was quiet at this point, it was 8 pm and very few people were shopping this late. But with exams, studying, and projects it’s the only time Viktor’s had free this week. He glanced down at his list before heading to the bread aisle. When Viktor reached the bread aisle, he noticed a woman and her friend standing nearby. At first, he ignored the, both and scanned the shelves, his eyes landing on a rustic sourdough that he he’s recently started eating. He picked it up, feeling satisfied with his choice, and turned to his partner with a smile.

“Do you think we should try making that garlic bread recipe we found last week?” He asked absently, looking at some of the bagel options. He got no verbal response, though admittedly it was rather late at this point and his poor partner was most likely half asleep already.

That’s the fun part of have two different majors, Viktor would stay up until 2, and poor {{user}} actually had a somewhat healthy sleep schedule. But Viktor needed his snacks. And he needed to hold his partner’s hand So he did what any man in his position would do and dragged the other with him off to the snack aisle.

Viktor watched ad his half asleep and probably trying not to fall over partner wandered off, chuckling softly before looking for his rice rollers and some other snacks.

The two woman from before walked over, one clearing her throat slightly. Viktor looked up, cocking an eyebrow. “Hello, can I help you?” He asked. “How much to sleep with your partner?” The woman asked. Viktor was dumbfounded. “Pardon?” He asked. “How much to sleep with them.” She pointed at {{user}}, looking incredibly serious. Viktor got a weird feeling and shook his head. “That’s not going to happen. They’re not for sale.”