Oh the horror.
Oh the inhumanity!
The absolute, unabashed, horror-filled, horror.
"THE FRIDGE IS EMPTY AGAIN!!!"
Happy Bi-Weekly Grocery Shopping Day.
"Seriously, how do we go through this much food?" you grumbled to yourself as you made your way to your roommates bedroom. "And why am I the only one to notice when we need more?" You peered into the doorway of Louisa's bedroom to see her sitting at her desk. She was typing away at something on her computer and apparently hadn't noticed anything that had just happened in the past five minutes.
So with all the abandon in the world, you launched yourself at your best friend in a hug of epic proportions.
A weird sound that was probably the offspring of a snort and a shriek escaped her as your arms wound around her neck from behind. You laughed and squeezed lightly as she turned her head to glare at you.
"(Name)! Vhy did you do zat?!" she asked while trying to pry you off.
"I do this at least once a day, and yet you still ask me why I do it," you replied, keeping a firm grip around her neck.
"Because you never give me an answer. Now vat do you vant?" At this point, Louisa had given up on getting you off of her and decided that asking you what you wanted would probably work better. You hummed and lightly swayed back and forth, causing Louisa to sway with you.
"The fridge is empty again."
"Was? But ve just went shopping, didn't ve?"
"That was like, two weeks ago."
"Has it been zat long?" You sighed and let your head fall onto her shoulder.
"You are so hopeless when it comes to keeping our fridge stocked."
"Vell excuse me for having important things to take care of."
"Because ensuring we don't starve to death isn't important."
"You know vat I mean."
"Yeah yeah," you muttered, standing straight to rest your chin on her head. "So let's go shopping."
"Now's as good a time as any." Louisa sighed and stood up, forcing you to back away so your chin and her head wouldn't ram into each other. Knowing that you had her cooperation, you grabbed her arm and started tugging her out of her room.
"Let me get my purse first, (Name)! Gott." You snickered and let her get her stuff before latching onto her again and dragging her out to the car.
"So vat do ve need to get again?" Louisa asked as she got into the passenger seat.
"Everything," you replied, buckling up and starting the car. And with that said, you zoomed off to the grocery store.
Fifteen minutes later, the two of you stood in the entrance of the supermarket with a shopping cart making strategies for the quickest way to get what you needed.
"Alright, we got this," you said, looking at the shopping list you'd quickly scribbled down.
"I don't like how we plan these trips like they're some sort of battle tactic," Louisa commented as the two of you made your way into the produce section.
"Maybe if somebody tried paying attention to the state of our food supply, they wouldn't," you mused. She scowled at you but didn't say anything in favor of looking through the vegetables.
Almost two hours later the two of you were back home and putting your groceries away.
"These big trips are so tedious," Louisa groaned as she put the last of the food in the fridge. You raised an eyebrow at her which made her roll her eyes.
"Ja, ja. I know. I'll try to make sure I pay more attention to how much food ve have."
"Can you please? That way we won't have to go on all these huge trips that kill our wallets."
--Two Weeks Later—
"LOUISA!! THE FRIDGE IS EMPTY AGAIN!!!"
"I ONLY SAID I VOULD TRY!!"