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If you thought “why doesn’t he just ask them politely to move?” HA HA here we are!!! Pat yourself on the back for thinking like most of the population does. If you went “NO I DON’T WANNA TALK TO PEOPLE” and screamed a lil then consider us both tired and trying our best. I know, I know… I know. 🤪
Also bye bye Sun and Moon from Tarot Tournament! They both went and got drinks in town before suddenly being dragged into an honestly not suspicious tournament arc… yeah i am sure that’s how it went *finger guns to Ammy*
↓ Transcript
The red scarfed customer approaches the lady with glasses and politely asks "Excuse me?"
After her chat and spotting Damian behind her, she finally realises her position before apologising and moving her trolley out of the way.
The customer passes to the new aisle after thanking the customers. It was that simple.
They head down the aisle opposite where Damian disappeared down.
Damian meanwhile feels his bladder become more full. As he grows comfortable being free of the customer, he reaches the end of the aisle to turn off to only be confronted by the customer turning the corner from the other aisle. "OH! Excuse me!"
Damian skids to a halt, red and flailing to himself as he cannot comprehend how they managed to quickly avoid the barracde; his thoughts screaming "HOW DID YOU GET IN FRONT OF ME?!"
After her chat and spotting Damian behind her, she finally realises her position before apologising and moving her trolley out of the way.
The customer passes to the new aisle after thanking the customers. It was that simple.
They head down the aisle opposite where Damian disappeared down.
Damian meanwhile feels his bladder become more full. As he grows comfortable being free of the customer, he reaches the end of the aisle to turn off to only be confronted by the customer turning the corner from the other aisle. "OH! Excuse me!"
Damian skids to a halt, red and flailing to himself as he cannot comprehend how they managed to quickly avoid the barracde; his thoughts screaming "HOW DID YOU GET IN FRONT OF ME?!"