Money Anxiety

[heroforfun]

Who: Saitama (heroforfun) & Anyone that goes shopping
What: There's this weird bald guy in the grocery store going over some food stamps and coins and staring at the values like they're completely foreign to him.
When: Late afternoon
Where: Vista City streets
Warnings: I'm lazy and don't like writing prose?

[Saitama's spent the time since arriving just trying to get situated as quickly as possible - which meant finding the homeless assistance center for aid and services. They weren't requesting any in-depth information yet since he didn't sign up for long-term aid, but the food stamps wouldn't last forever. Still, finding a job isn't impossible with the open resource center, and "Makoto Furukawa" found himself a job in construction. It's been a weird few days, he swears the giant beams and cinder blocks are the slightest bit heavier than they normally feel... Saitama just chalks that up to other planets and weird density issues, at first. Not that he makes the statement to anyone, just trudging through his settling in.

But now he's gotten his first pay after making a request to his employer (explaining his homeless situation) and he's found a decently popular grocery store. But he's quickly sweating anxiously, fidgeting and tugging on his shirt and work vest. And, of course, digging through his wallet and staring at the very, very small amount of food in his basket.

He should've read about how food worked here. He should've checked what the money worth was supposed to be. He never looked at what apartments cost. Is he overpaying? Is he buying crap? Is there a better deal? Needless to say, this is probably the most stressful thing he's had to deal with since getting here... whereas the other rescuers were probably much more worried about getting caught.]

Crap... I really don't want to owe anybody...

Comments

[wounds]

You look confused. Are you sure you don't need help?

[heroforfun]

I'm just... making sure I can get enough for a week.

[wounds]

Small budget?

[heroforfun]

It's kind of tight right now, I only now got my job.

[wounds]

I could help.

If you don't mind. I promise you don't have to pay me back.

[heroforfun]

Ah, no, definitely not. I don't like owing someone.

[wounds]

You wouldn't owe me.

[heroforfun]

No, I'd feel too guilty, that'd just be taking advantage of you.

[wounds]

I was the one who offered.

[heroforfun]

Thanks, but I can manage.

[Maybe. The basket is pretty sparse.]

[wounds]

What do you do for work?

[He'll follow through the entire store if he has to.]

[heroforfun]

[He'll tug the bright yellow vest.]

Construction.

[wounds]

You'll collapse if you don't eat well.

[heroforfun]

Nah. I'm made of tougher stuff than that. It wouldn't be the first week I've gone hungry.

[wounds]

You shouldn't need to.

[heroforfun]

I'm fine, kid, don't worry about it. I'm sure there's a little old homeless lady that could use your charity more than me.

[wounds]

That doesn't mean you can't use it.

At least let me take you out somewhere.

[heroforfun]

Why're you so dead-set on...

[...???]

Wait a second. What's your name?

[wounds]

[Doesn't that insistence seem awfully familiar?]

Genos.

What's yours?

[heroforfun]

Take your glasses off?

[wounds]

[He shakes his head.]

I can't.

[Black and gold aren't normal, even if he wants to do as he's asked.]

[heroforfun]

[So they are weird.

So this is Genos.

Is he pretending not to know Saitama? Or, no, wait. They were supposed to have completely forgotten.]

Green, right? Like hazel green.

[Not even close.]

[wounds]

[He shakes his head again.]

They've never been green.

[heroforfun]

Huh. Must be thinking of someone else, then. Never mind.

[He can't let Genos know who he is and what he's here for yet, that might blow the cover.]

[wounds]

[I've been dreaming of you sounds strange, even to Genos.]

Can I get your name? You know mine now.