Serval and Sheep (Chapter 36)
They begin their trek through the aisles of produce, products and paraphernalia until they reach the depths of the supermarket.
If the shed's a rocking
"eh, that's what farms and supermarkets are for," the pig shrugged as he walked inside. without a word of invitation, the porcine visitor sat down on one of two wooden chairs placed on either side of a small table in the darker side of the shed.
A Night of Feeding
At the frickin' supermarket. i was in the dairy aisle exploring the cheeses, when i heard someone addressing me: "anything i can help you with?" standard question you get from a grocery worker, right? "no, i'm good."
I Applied for a Delivery Job and Got Turned Into a Flying Reindeer?! Chapter One
_ "who runs the best supermarket in pleasant ridge?" _"we do!"_ "and who are we?" _"we! are! willy-maaaarrrrrt!"_ as terrified as he was, justin couldn't help but join in as the rest of the team bellowed their warcry.
City Mouse: 4 of 7
In this case, the small things were a few cooked and prepackaged meals from a supermarket along with cheap towels and a few bottles of water and soda, along with a pair of cheap flipflops and a sunhat with ear holes he'd bought for jennifer on impulse.
Chapter 2
It looked like a miniature supermarket, perfectly stocked and ready to be destroyed by a tiger's appetite. the cool breeze felt nice on his naked belly, too.
How We Don’t Talk Anymore
"i didn't know your parents run a supermarket." "heh," she chuckled briefly, "not quite." "so what is it then?" i asked, feeling puzzled. "don't you have wal-mart in norway?" "no," i said. "oh...mcdonalds, then?"
December Coffee
She finally stopped in front of a supermarket and bent down to look at something in the window. i stood a half-a-block away just contemplating what to say. she stood up straight and then cocked her head to one side, still staring at the window.
Catfood Ep. 01 - Horrible News
During the day i stack cans at a supermarket. the pay is quite good, relatively speaking, that is, a dollar above the minimum wage. during the weekends i work at a local bar, serving drinks.
To Stay and to Leave, to Love
"none," i shook my head ," i'll have to go to the supermarket after i've unpacked, i guess." "sure," he nodded quietly again.
Me and You
I run into you at the supermarket. you're buying instant coffee and your eyes look red from a lack of sleep. you never left my mind for a moment.
The Outsiders. An all hallows eve story. Chpt 1.
The supermarket looked as if it had been built with the cold war in mind, practically an above ground bomb shelter. it had off brands of off brands but stocked with more than enough...to survive a nuclear war in fact.