My Debate

𝑨𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂.⍲

𝑶𝒉𝒉𝒉 𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝑵𝒂𝒉! 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒅𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒆𝒕 𝒇𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒅𝒊𝒕𝒄𝒉 𝒅𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒏'𝒕 𝒈𝒂𝒕 𝒏𝒐 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒃𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒎 𝑭𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔...

𝙷𝚒𝚕𝚊𝚛𝚢.⌗

𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚞𝚜 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚝 ...𝚆𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖!

" Morning Fred, I'm okay thanks how are you?", Kuka stopped and said to him even though he inner voices clearly told her to avoid that loser.

" I'm okay thanks for asking! Wanna come by my place and check out this really awesome book my dad through out! He says it's garbage, but it has notes and documents about wars and stuff!", Fred blew what little interest she had left with over hype boredom.

" Alright I have to go, I'm kinda in a hurry, so later", Kuka said before walking away. The grocery store she was head to was on the other side of the Cracking park; this was an area that was given this name because of the breaking noises that according to the town folk were dew to the massive rocks underground withering from the heat.

Kuka never liked this area much, it always brought back bad memories...her journey was finally half way through and boy was she tired of the outdoors.

Her final job was to get the milk and leave, the only obstacle our girl faced now was Dragging You Dairy milk (her usual brand of milk) wasn't in stock.

𝑨𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒂.⍲

𝑾𝒆𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒐𝒅𝒂𝒚'𝒔 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒈𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒏'𝒕 𝒊𝒕, 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒓𝒖𝒃 𝒆𝒍𝒃𝒐𝒘𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒚, 𝒆𝒏 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒊𝒏'𝒕 𝒏𝒐 𝒎𝒊𝒍𝒌 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕..𝑾𝑯𝒀𝒀𝒀𝒀𝒀!

𝐾𝑢𝑘𝑎.⍕

𝑁𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝒉𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑠𝑡 𝑟𝑖𝑔𝒉𝑡 𝐻𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑦? 𝑇𝒉𝑒𝑟𝑒'𝑠 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑆𝑖𝑚𝑜𝑛'𝑠 𝑊𝒉𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑤𝑎𝑡𝑒𝑟, 𝑖𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝒉𝑎𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑑, 𝑟𝑖𝑔𝒉𝑡?

Kuka had no choice but to get the weird milk, she placed it on the counter and reached in her pocket to get the money, but like yesterday's leftovers in the fridge, it was gone.