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“Fuck…cmon…”

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“Ugh…God damn it,” Vi curses, watching her card get declined over and over again.

“Want me to get it?” You ask, walking up beside her and placing your hand on her tense shoulder.

She looks at you and scowls a bit before finally giving in despite her stubbornness.

“Fine, thanks,” she huffed, stepping away from the checkout counter.

All she was getting was a stupid sandwich and she needed someone else to pay for it?

She watched the people in line give her judgemental looks but she didn’t pay them any attention.

What ticked her off was that they were giving you judgemental looks too.

Her hands move around your waist, pulling you back flush against her chest as she rests her chin on your shoulder.

Her grip was stiff as if she was trying to prove something to the others in line.

She stares daggers at the others in line as you finish paying for her, her glare never faltering.