I pushed the grocery door open and greeted the owner as I made my way inside. I picked up a cart and scrambled through my bag to grab my grocery list. I put my bag in the cart and grabbed a pen with the grocery list, pushing the cart through the aisle.
I hummed thoughtfully as I tapped my pen on the list. "Milk." I drove my cart through the aisle as I looked for milk. I opened the fridge and grabbed a gallon of milk, putting it in my cart. I closed the fridge and scrapped milk from the list.
I continued to do the rest of the grocery until everything was scrapped from the list. Well almost everything. I gritted out bitterly as I glared at the cereal box on the top rack of cereal. How am I supposed to grab it?
I huffed angrily as I put my list and pen in my bag, going back in front of the rack and tried to grab it but with no luck. I groaned furiously and was about to give up when a hand appeared from behind me and picked up the cereal box I wanted.
