|Writing Prompt #538|
Once upon a time there was a group of young fellows. Every day they took turns purchasing a large bag of Cheetos from a nearby convenience store to share among themselves. One day, their long-patronized convenience store was out of Cheetos. Because of that, they ventured across the street to a different convenience store in quest of Cheetos. Because of that, they encountered a goddess in a red vest. The guy who normally sold them their daily Cheetos had a handlebar mustache and a beer belly. They were not prepared to speak with such loveliness; a girl like her should be on the cover of magazines, not behind the counter at a gas station!
A conference was held in the snack aisle. What should they say to her? Who should speak? Would she think they were weird for sharing a bag of Cheetos together every day? Would she kick them out? These and many more puzzling questions kept them deep in conversation for some time, until finally, they heard a voice: “Hey, if you guys aren’t gonna buy anything I’m going to have to ask you to leave. None of my other customers can get to the pretzels.”