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hamletandthegang · 3 years
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I promised you memes and I delivered. Have these funky memes starring our dysfunctional friend group
-Ros (the third ones my fav ;) )
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hamletandthegang · 3 years
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Grocery Run
Horatio, Annalise, and Maggie stood next to a wrack of t-shirts, Annalise and Maggie talking as they held them up to each other and laughed, and Horatio looking around at the rows of food and people surrounding them. They had decided to go to the huge supermarket at the other end of the city, and had been walking around collecting what they needed for only half an hour before Ophelia had taken a wrong turn and had disappeared completely into the mass of people.
“She hasn’t answered her phone yet,” Horatio sighed and leaned on the wrack.
Annalise laughed. “I don’t know what we expected.”
“Oop-” Horatio looked down as his phone buzzed, and then threw his head back and laughed. He showed Maggie and Anna, and they laughed as well. The notification read: HORATIO IM LOST IN THIS SUPERMARKET HELPPPPP
“Okay, if you guys are okay here, I’ll go look for her.”
Annalise and Maggie glanced at each other and nodded. “Sure,” Maggie said, and Horatio walked off and into the crowd.
Annalise walked to the other edge of the table where more t-shirts sat folded up in a row, and held one up, letting it unfurl. It was a low-quality iron-on of an element from the periodic table. In the box it read ‘Ah!’, and then underneath it: The element of surprise. “Guildenstern would love this,” she laughed and folded it back up so she could snap a picture and send it to him. As she turned and tapped on her phone, Maggie’s smile dropped and she watched Anna’s cheerful expression. She had heard a lot of what she had said to Ophelia earlier, and knew this whole trip was just a ploy to help them all clear the air. Maggie didn’t mind it; she understood Anna’s motives perfectly. Hell, she’d be pissed too if she was in her shoes.
Maggie looked around and noticed that there was a tray of free samples of some sort of lemon ice cream inside an open freezer a few meters away. She walked around the table until she knew she was out of Anna’s peripheral vision, and then slid over to the freezer and grabbed a pair of the small paper bowls and spoons. Maggie had noticed how Annalise was constantly cooking or baking things for people to eat, and she wondered if she received it the same way.
“Maggie?” she heard Anna call when she returned.
She looked around the rack of shirts and answered, “Right here!”
“Oh! There you are,” Annalise smiled, then spotted the cups as Maggie stepped out from behind the rack. “What’s that?”
“Lemon Gelato I think- there’s a bunch of samplers over there.” Maggie placed one down on the table next to Anna and started eating hers.
Annalise looked at Maggie, expressionless and focused on the flimsy spoon that came with it, and then down at the cup. She picked it up and ate, leaning her lower back against the edge of the table like Maggie did. “Thanks, that’s really good,” she mused after a moment.
“Mm, no prob,” Maggie said quietly, still sucking on the paper spoon.
They stood in silence for a few minutes, until finally Horatio emerged from the rows of bread loaves, trying to hide the smile betraying him, Ophelia in tow.
They stopped by the table, breathing heavily from evading getting run over. “I’m backkkk,” Ophelia said sheepishly, and they all laughed.
“Where did you go?” Maggie asked.
Ophelia looked at Horatio, and he sighed, “One of the hundred soup aisles in this store. Let’s get the rest of our stuff and- where’d you get that?” he said, looking at the gelato in Annalise’s hand. She pointed over at the freezer, and Ophelia and Horatio glanced at each other for a split second, before they raced over to the freezer. Ophelia made it back to the table first and triumphantly shouted, “Ha!”
Horatio followed, another cup in hand. The four of them stood in a circle and finished off the end of their samples, then picked up the black plastic basket that had been abandoned on the floor and continued towards the front of the store to the checkout line.
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hamletandthegang · 4 years
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