The cold air danced across the land like a flock of birds. Chilled frost touched windows and Jack Frost breathed his lungs through his mouth. A woman lazily looked through her phone's media feed. She stuck out her tongue at the picture of a cat with a small hat.
"Qoot" She whispered while typing the phrase into the picture's comments. Her breath huffed out once again while she eyed the area around her. It was seven going on eight and the night filled the store's parking lot. The woman stared at the last few people in the store, the folks occupied with their own acquisition of goods.
"You're getting ready to go, Mabel?" A voice spoke. Mabel turned around to see a thin as a stick woman give her a small smile.It was Sandra, a woman who looked twenty pounds away from starvation. People did remark on how she probably needed to see some doctor to account for her light weight. Sandra always seemed healthier after the twenty-fifth though.
The pair, or trio as another woman began to walk towards them, knew each other for about three years now. All twenty-two, or twenty in the fourth member's case, the group had become a hardy crew against the tedium that was the lower corporate jobs. Raylah, a African-American lass and the youngest of the group, came up with a candy cane in her mouth.
"Sup." She pointed with a nod of her head at the motely crew of shoppers.Who at the moment seemed to be ready to leave with their acquired goods. "You need help with this Map?"
"Didn't you get off at six?" said girl stated with a raised eyebrow as she readied herself.
"Ehh. You know I sleep in some tucked away corner of this place. It's huge, you can find practically any little space for yourself here."
"Aren't you afraid you'll get trapped in some rat-filled corner?" Sandra spoke. She also looked ready to help her friend even though she had already clocked her ticket.
"Nope, I'll scream and heroically yell for help like the badass that I am."
Mabel tuned the two out while she waited for the first of the customers to come. The trio moved like an assembly line fromt he twenty's with their movements. Mabel swung bread and cans passed the barcode scanner while Sandra expertly stacked them into a order hierarchy.Raylah meanwhile handed their bags to their respective customers. In took around twenty minutes,but everything was done by that point. With a small high-five, Mabel walked off to get her things. Sandra and Raylah waited for her to come and soon she did.
She was around five-one in height and the site of her tucked into her multitude of layers was adorable.
"You're going bake yourself in all that clothing, you sure don't like the cold don't you?" Raylah spoke as she moved in tandem with her friend's steps.
"You said the same thing yesterday,and the day before that, and two years ago. And I keep telling you that me and the cold don't see eye to eye."
"Because you're so..." Raylah absentmindedly compressed her hands together.Sandra rolled her eyes while the two went back and forth,she waved over while to a blue Chevy.
"Hey everybody." A voice called out from a pulled down window. "Get inside now or I'll freeze myself into my seat."
Chell was a Hawaiian lass, though how she got so far inland was anybody's guess. The youngest member of the group, her side job was a Uber drive. It was during a stop that she first encountered the trio.She immediately hit it off with the ladies.
The trio piled into the car, with some huffs and moans. Raylah soon took of her coat which had seemed to struggle against her chest.A few quick conversations later the car sped away into the cold,black night.
A while later a another woman walked to the store,a groan of annoyance escaped her mouth.
"I told you Missy that you should've gone eariler,but no, the movie was too entracing." Missy spoke while she made her way back down the lightly snowed street.
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