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[center][color=DarkCyan][h1]Kaylee Jade Evans[/h1]
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[b]Location:[/b] Red Lake Grocery Store.
[sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] Her mother.[/sup][/color][/center]
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Where were they..? No-… it wasn’t possible; did America really not have them..?!

Narrowing her eyes, Kaylee allowed them to scan slowly over the various biscuits that lined the shelves in front of her, searching for the one in particular that she wanted… No; that she [i]needed[/i] to have… That beautiful double layer of malted biscuit; separated by a sweet layer of chocolate cream filling, and then topped off and finished with a delectable thin layer of melted chocolate… It was heaven in a bite-sized snack, and if she was going to have to now live without it, she was going to be one unhappy camper.

[color=DarkCyan]“..they don’t have them… Are you kidding me..!”[/color] Shaking her head in pure disbelief to what her eyes were seeing; or well, [i]not[/i] seeing on the shelves, she shoved her hands down into the recesses of her back pockets, her soft pink lower lip pushing out into a slight pout as she once more let her eyes roam over the options in front of her- she didn’t even recognize half of these things. What in the hell is a milano..? And why were American’s so insistent on calling them cookies..?

[b]“They don’t have what..?”[/b]

[color=DarkCyan]“Tim tams..!”[/color] Tearing her attention away from the shelves, she let her attention come to a rest on her mother’s figure just a few steps away, the woman herself looking a little off-put as she searched the shelves for familiar brands, [color=DarkCyan]“They don’t have them here; it’s ridiculous. I’m gunna have to make a call, and get the pack to send us about a year’s supply…”[/color]

[b]“Now you’re the one being ridiculous- a year’s supply..? No; get them to send you at least six months worth, and then later they can send you some more.”[/b]

Unable to help the soft laugh that fell out through her lips, Kaylee turned her attention back over to the shelves, taking a few moments longer to just look at them before she reached out and began to grab different packets, dropping them down into the trolley until there were at least seven different packets of biscuitey goodness for her to enjoy on her own… or maybe-… maybe with someone else..?

Her mind flicked back, and with it, she couldn’t stop herself from glancing back over her shoulders, her soft pink lips parting ever so slightly as she searched up and down the aisle, looking for his figure in amongst the crowd, though when she couldn’t find it her heart seemed to sink… Why was she even thinking about him..? That guy seemed to be all that was on her mind; consuming her each and every thought when she gave herself a free moment. This wasn’t natural… it wasn’t normal- he was the very first guy to have caught her eye as badly as he had, and she wasn’t sure whether or not she really cared…

Furrowing her brows slightly at the mere memory of his eyes… those stunningly gorgeous eyes… Kaylee turned her attention back over to the shelves in front of her, forcing herself to once more focus on the different packages in front of her before she shook her head lightly- she had more than enough biscuits… now where in the hell did these people keep the pocky..?