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Joe walked around the Walmart, its not the first time he gets lost.
He finally found the cereal aisle. Frosted Flakes sound about right.
Tries to grab it.
Another hand touches the box.
He looks to his right.
Oh. Oh my.
That light blonde hair. Those dark grey/blue eyes. That orange skin.
Joe couldn't help but stare a bit.
Soon enough, the stranger is staring back.
(this is a wip)
