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]

No.

[He'd love to, but he's too busy.]

[heroforfun]

Makoto.

[wounds]

Makoto...

[It doesn't quite feel right...

At least he's got a name for his dream man. So he smiles, blush coloring his face.]

[heroforfun]

Uh. Nice to meet you, I guess.

[wounds]

Nice to meet you, Makoto.

[He's still following through the entire store- though he's actually picking out stuff for himself.]

[heroforfun]

[Well, he's not going any faster or slower, still carefully reading through his food stamps and coupons over and over again...]

[wounds]

[He follows for a while quietly before actually asking anything else.]

... Want to get dinner with me?

[heroforfun]

Uh. Why?

[wounds]

You need food and I want company.

[heroforfun]

That sounds super weird. I'm not doing anything with you after that.

[wounds]

I apologize if I've made you uncomfortable, S... Makoto.

[Now he just looks puzzled as he picks up some flour.]

[heroforfun]

[Sigh.]

I'll take you up this once, but I'm not really that interesting. I won't be that good as company.

[wounds]

Thank you, Makoto.

[He perks up so much.]

[heroforfun]

Don't know what's gotten you so curious about some random guy like me, but I shouldn't complain.

[wounds]

You're more interesting than you think.

[heroforfun]

What do you mean?

[wounds]

Ah. No, nothing. Please don't worry about it.

[heroforfun]

You're not a stalker, right? I'm just going to tell you now, don't steal any of my fries. Especially not the long soggy ones.

[wounds]

[He gives a long confused look]

Why would I steal fries?

[heroforfun]

I had a stalker once, and they thought it'd be funny to take the only long soggy fry on my whole plate! In a whole plate of crunchy short fries!

[wounds]

I'm... sorry about your fries?

[heroforfun]

It was a pain! I mean, who just walks up and takes someone's food while they're in the bathroom, right? I gotta watch out for that, I never know who's mad about me getting them in trouble and wanting revenge.

[wounds]

Only a monster would steal someone's food.

[Oh how little he knows.]

[heroforfun]

Something like that.

[Ugh.]

[wounds]

Besides, I offered to get you food. Why would I need to steal fries?