2020-01-17 - Grocery Run

(TXT to Giada) Alison : Hey grocery run I'm buying

(TXT to Giada) Alison : Let me know

(TXT to Alison) Giada : wht even fuk time is it?

(TXT to Alison) Giada : nvrmnd ill be outside in lke 2 mins

Alison pulls her jacket and shoes on, then closes and locks her door behind her, hopping in her car. It's mid-afternoon, but it's still cold as hell in the midsts of January. The redhead turns the engine on and cranks the heat up. It takes a few moments, but the heat comes on, and she no longer has to rub her hands together for warmth.

Gigi rolls out of bed and kisses Bug on the head where the todler is playing with her toys in their shared room. She grabs her jacket, beanie and goggles on the way out, pulling on her jacket at least before she steps outside. She can be seen a few trailers down jogging in the direction of Ali's car, yawning into her leather coat while afixing her beanie and goggles on her head. Once she reaches the car, she slides in and puts her hands right up to the vent, "Fucking cold as satan's asshole out there, shit."

Alison reaches over and squeezes Giada's leg as she climbs into her car. "I know, right? Hasn't been this cold since Christmas." Then she puts it into gear, backing out of her spot. "You've got your vape, yeah? I was gonna hit up the shop on Maple and then head over to Safeway." The redhead's in her usual sort of outfit for this kind of weather - jeans, a sweater, overly boofy jacket on top of it. Sneakers!

Once she can feel her knuckles, Gigi leans over to kiss Alison, then settles into the seat with her knees up against the dash. She's wearing basically the aame thing she alwaya wears, leather jacket over hoodie over t-shirt, jeans with joles, stockings and sneakers. If she owns more clothes, she doesn't know where they are. "Yeah, I got it, but I used the last of my cash a few daya ago getting juice." Wrists sit on her knees with her hands dangling between them, "Eh, it always gets colder until about mid march, then starts to warm up." Warm up does NOT mean it's warm though.

Alison wiggles happily with a cute little noise at receiving the kiss, then shifts the car into drive, taking off at a reasonable pace out of the trailer park. "Okay, good. I just got paid so I wanna grab some stuff."

"Maybe it's different on the ocean but it seemed like it hardly ever got THIS cold for so long in Seattle. Different in the city though, I guess."

Gigi isnt the sentimental sort, or so the impression goes, but she still smirks at Alison's happy little wiggle. She even reaches over to lay her hand on the other womans leg while she drives, bobbing her head agreeably, "Sure, but I'm iffy on people buying me shit though..." Fidgeting a little, "Which sounds like a really thin line knowing I sleep at your place more than mine, but..." She rubs her brow and leans her head back against the seat, "Don't want you thinking I'm a user or something."

"I don't remember asking." Ali shoots Giada a grin. "Besides, the way you offer the stuff around, you probably don't even get half of the bottle to yourself."

"And it's not like sleeping over costs me a damn thing anyways. Might even be save some money on the heat." It's only a few more blocks until they arrive at Green Harbor Organics. Alison finds a parking spot and pulls to a stop, shutting the engine off, then stepping out.

Gigi's mouth quirks a little at the further offers, but shrugs quietly without further complaint as they pull up into the parking lot and the engine dies.

"I guess..." Rubbing the back of her neck, she slips from the front seat and shoves her hands in the pockets of her coat as she jogs around the front of the car to get nearer to Ali. Each breath is tembly and fogged, "Sweet fuck, man... Looks like it's going to rain too... ugh.."

"..hopefully it's snow and not rain. If it's rain it'll just freeze tonight. Snow I like. Not ice." The redhead shivers a little. "C'mon." She'll lean towards Gia to give the woman a hip bump, then starts walking towards the entrance, flinging it open wide enough so that the two of them can get inside.

"Hey, can I get a five pack of the indica prerolls, and.." she turns towards Gia after they got their turn with a clerk. "What does your thing take, anyways?"

Gigi glances up at the sky with a small shrug, "Looks like rain to me." Quietly, as not to burst Ali's bubble on the snow v rain case. She slips inside after the hip bump and strolls over towards the cashier, "Sup dick head." Fist bumping him, "Gimme the usual?" He repeats off '1g wedding crasher', up nodding as she pulls back from the counter to lean her hip agsinst it near Ali. "I should put in an application here or something." Glancing around as if it's legit the first time she'd ever considered it.

The redhead can't help but smirk at the.. familiarity with the clerk that, really, she should have expected. "Hey, make that the five if you've got it, or, uhh.. three of the ones, I guess, if you don't." Her eyes glance over the selection of pens and such. "I wish that shit wasn't so complicated. I've looked it up before and it's like.. people modding them with different batteries, tanks..?" She shakes her head as she shrugs.

"Might be a good idea. Get an expert behind the counter?" She grins a tooth grin at Gigi, a slight barb that she's pretty sure won't be taken poorly.

"It's just the cheapest kind, babe..." Gigi furrowa her brow at Ali, "I..." Her lips quirk off to the side, clearly unuse to people doing things for her without an ulterior motive by the way she fidgets under scrutiny. The shift in conversations has her attention guiding over to Ali, smirk shinging through her slight gloomy expression, "Dude, I just bought a stock pen... they dont legally sell the shit I'm an expert at." She wiggles her pen avsently, "This is just to knock the edge off... keep me lrvel when it's impractical to be glazed as fuck." Quieter, but she's fearless... its almost certainly not a secret anyways. Smallish town.

Alison shrugs? "Dude, c'mon. What do you REALLY want here, then?" She whirls around Gigi and puts her hands on the woman's shoulders. "I've got you. I'll bum off of you a lot, if it makes you feel any better?" The redhead reaches up to fiddle with the other woman's curly hair as it hangs over one of her ears, then says more quietly, "Dude at this place sells the harder stuff anyways, so I bet you'll fit right in."

The bit about knocking the edge off makes her grunt a bit, though, wrapping her arms around Gigi's torso and squeezing her close.

Gigi furrows her brow further, looking around the shop with squinting eyes at the various shop items until a little frown shows on her face. It's relieved a little by Alison playing with her hair, but she looks suddenly out of place and slightly awkward for a second... unt her usual cocksure grin returns, "I know." That Ali will bum from her, nudging the other woman with her hip and leaning back into the hugging arms, both her hsnds resting sgainst the boofy jacket sleeve.

"You know I dig the psychedelics..." She murmurs it quietly, "Really only one place to get that shit and it's not here."

Alison uncoils from Gigi in order to pay for the goodies, then takes the stuff in a small brown paper bag. She fishes the package of joints out, and then hands the rest over to Giada. "C'mon, let's see if we can get back before it starts raining." Ali heads towards the door, holding it open for the other woman. When Giada joins her outside, she says, "I really fucking hope you don't mean the cow fields."

Gigi takes the bag, if a little reluctantly, and holds it up as if somehow she can zap it out of existance. Alison's refusal to abide not withstanding, she slips from the shop with a clipped nod and scoots towards the car with her arms folded over her chest as if this will somehow keep the cold from freezing her tits off. It is not helping.

She stands at the passanger door bouncing, physical activitying to warm herself while waiting for Alison to unlock the car and get the heater cranked back up. "Hey!" Over the roof, "Thanks, babe." Holding up the bag, still bouncing, looking down and away immediately after the show of appreciation. Since she hadn't said it and she's not actually a heathen.

Alison unlocks the door and hops in, turning the engine on right away. They weren't gone for long, so it should be relatively warm in the car still. "You're welcome."

"..you DID mean somewhere other than the cow fields, right? Unless ecstasy comes from cow shit too."

Gigi practically dives into the car when the door unlocks, pulling her jacket tighter around her until there's some nice warm air cooking from the vents. Even if it's still warm, there's something about fresh heat bleeding in to sooth the soul, "hah, no... not ecstasy or acid.. those are chemical. Have to buy them.. can't get any shrooms for a few months anyways." The paperbag unrolls down on the floor to get the juice from the bottom so she can refill her pen. She's pretty pro-skill at this and can more or less do so with her eyes closed.

When it's cap is rescrewed she hits it with an exagerated sigh and her head rolled to the side to look at Ali, blowing the vapor over towards her side of the car. "Okay, what's next? Munchies? Go back to your place, get stoned as fuck, eat doritos until we feel sick?"

"Mmm." Ali eyes Giada as she refills the vape in the car. Thankfully, she doesn't spill the stuff. A smirk as she waves the vapor out of her face. "If it's called Wedding Crasher, shouldn't it taste like.. wedding cake? All I get is.. sugar, vaguely."

She pulls out of the stop, and turns down the street towards Safeway. "Yeah, the ol' dorites was the plan. You don't have to get back to Bug right away, do you?"

Gigi shakes her head with a smirk, hitting her pen again before she holds it out to Ali, "Nah, that would be... wedding cake. Which they have." Vapor rolling out of her nostrils as they pull into the safeway parking lot. "mmm, nah, Beth is watching her." Rubbing at the side of her neck, "Mom want be home for another few hours and Allen is probably somewhere smoking meth for the next... however fucking long." Who knows if he actually does smoke meth.

"I've got at least a few hours before I have to contend with either of those fuckers.. or get Bug to Ms. Rita's."

Alison gives her head a little shake. "Not until we're back, I don't wanna get too far gone if I'm driving. Already have the contact high from being around you to worry about."

She parks, and they hop out, hurrying into the grocery store to get out of the cold. "Ffffffffffff. Okay. So. Junk food." The redhead points in a particular direction, then puts her hands behind Gigi's shoulders and pushes her, as if such a thing might be necessary. Once they actually get there, she peers at the selection available. "So what's your favorite kinda snack, anyways?" She reaches down and grabs a bag of BBQ Doritos. It's purple! "That whole situation makes me worry, dude."

"Alright, but once we're back at your place, you're getting fucked up..." Gigi hits her pen again before the car cuts off, but slips it into her jacket pocket as they both climb out of the cab to rush towards the Safeway, blowing into her palms once she's inside. "Shit..." Hands up around her mouth, up nodding at the twenty something behind the counter, "Sup." Obviously she knows them, who /doesn't/ Gigi know?

"Me..? Fucking beef jerky dude. That shit is a food group." She's headed for it, jacks links all day, "With some ranch dressing? Maaaan..." Swoon.. then there's mention of worry and she frowns some, nodding with her brow furrowed. "Yeah. it's a suck situation." Frowning a little harder as she kneels down to reach for some cheezits.

"Of course. I wanna go to Jupiter." The chips chosen, they'll swing by for some chocolate, and then beef jerky also the ranch dressing. "Ranch with beef jerky's a new one for me, but it makes sense, I think? I'unno."

Ali pays for the goods, and then they drag back into her car. "Okay, so, home, or is there anything else you wanna do before we head back?"

There's not a lot to add once they beef jerky and ranch dressing is unloaded, so Gigi walks with her hands in her pockets up to the register leaning a little against Ali as the other woman pays. "You're going to love it, trust me. Especially once you're blitz." Clipped, affirming, nod with a huge grin on her face.

It isn't until the slip into the car again that Gigi pulls a milky Way from her jacket pocket, which she most certainly did not pay for. "Hmmm?" Tearing at the package with her teeth, "Nah, I think you've spent enough of your money entertaining me, babe.. Let's go get gasy, sit around in our underwear, and watch netflix."

Alison grins back at Giada at the register. "God, you're just so much fun. I wish I met you right when I moved to town." Back in the car, the Milky Way gets a slight smirk, but no comment. "Alright, let's get the fuck out of here." And car fires up once more, and headed off back towards the trailer park.

Toting all that stuff back inside, Alison drops it all in front of the couch, then jettisons all of her clothing as suggested by Gigi, then sits underneath a blanket on the couch. She'd actually suggested underwear, but who's counting?

The Milky Way is gone long before they make it to the trailer park and Gigi even carries all the shit inside since Ali paid for it! It still ends up on the floor infront of the couch though, as does all her clothes, striping down and crawling under the blanket after tucking her beanie and goggles into the pocket of her coat, "The shine wears off after a while, babe." It took her that long to finally answer the comment about being so much fun. "I'm not that great... trust me." Curly hair tucks behind her ears with both hands before she leans over to grab the bag of snacks to deposit in her lap atop the blanket.

"So, you have netflix right?"

Alison snuggles up close with Gigi under the blanket, pulling the remote out of the crack between the cushions. "Well, you seem pretty great to me." The redhead shoves the remote the other woman's hands, resting her head on her friend's shoulder. "Yeah, I've got a hookup from a friend. Did you have something in mind to watch?"

"Nowh." Gigi says with a mouth full of doritos, reaching up to scritch her fingers against the other cheek from the one Ali has laying against her shoulder. Her head tilts a little against the crown of the redhead, "Oh fuck, dude, we forgot sodas..." Frowning, then looking over to the freezer where she knows there's some vodka. "Aw well." Crunch crunch, "Oh shit, have you seen Gundam Wing UC?" Side glancing, "You like anime right? Don't lose cool points now..." Teasing, maybe teasing... it's sometimes hard to tell isn't it?!

Alison shrugs! None of the anime that the woman flicks by with the remote appears to have been watched. "Drinks, nooooooo.. Gundam, is that like that.. hentai thing you mentioned the other night when Kai was over?" She squints a little closer at the screen. "I have no idea what that is.. is that some kinda giant robot, or something?"

"Oh you poor soul..." Gigi shakes her head, dramatically sighing in her friends direction, tilting her head a little towards the red hair laid against her shoulder. While she flips through, skipping the anime for now, "Nah, Hentai is more like cartoon porn.. Usually real abstract or out there shit, like demons fucking magicians or something.." She doesn't even stop at the horror section, figuring instead for something like Arrow or The Flash. "Boom. Hours of entertainment?" The remote is tossed over on Ali's side of the couch, peeling open one of the ranch dipping servings to scoop some up on a thick piece of beef jerky, "Want to light one of those joints and get baked?"

"What??" She peers back at Gigi, eyes narrowing. "Don't judge me!" The redhead burrows a little closer with a slight grump. "That sounds weird. They have cartoon porn on Netflix?"

The mention of the joints also makes her grunt, not having remembered to bring them with her. "Yeah." She sits back up, then stands, but she yanks the blanket away, wrapping it around herself, leaving Gigi to suffer in the cold, for a little while at least. Ali digs into her purse for the package, or at least a package of joints, lights it with a lighter, then walks back over to the couch with the lit joint in one hand, and an ashtray in the other. She sits back down, taking a hit, holding it in as she hands it over to Gigi, keeping the blanket tucked around herself.

Left naked, mostly anyways, she didn't take off her underwear, Gigi smirks at the blanket thief off to swipe some joints for them. She is utterly without shame, fairly confident about her body, and unafraid of the cold. Even if it does the things that cold does to the body to her's... Biology and all that. "No, there's no porn on netflix, but that's what hentai is." Her legs are pulled up crossed in front of her, arms resting on her elbows a sshe bites off a half chunk of the beef jerky dipped in ranch dressing. Chewing and swallowing it in the time it takes for Ali to return with the lit joint and the warm blanket. "Mmmm, trade?" Holding up the long jerky stick in favor of the joint. Hitting it a few times and holding it in with her chest puffed out a little as she whips the blanket back around her.

She turns some to lean against Ali, holding it back ove her shoulder as she pucker blows smoke out one side of her mouth.

Alison lets the smoke out slowly, blowing out a long column from betwixt her lips. "Oh. Well, boring. They should have porn on Netflix." She agrees to the trade, taking the jerky stick, giving it a slight examination as if she isn't quite sure about this idea. But she takes the bite anyways. "..babe, this is a little weird. It's not bad, but it's a little weird." She chews on it for a while, then hands it back.

The redhead gets comfy against her friend once more, making sure they're both well ensconced within the blankety goodness. Her head goes back to lean on Gigi's shoulder, and her hand rests on the woman's leg. Cozy!

"Yeah, but it's a good weird.. Like you don't know why you like it, but you know you like it." Gigi takes the jerky stick back from Ali and scoops up some ranch dressing to finish it off, sucking her fingers clean noisely as the redhead gets comfy behind her. She wiggles a little up closer, settling down with a little content sigh as the blanekt comes up to her chin, which drapes it around Ali's shoulders, protecting them both from the chill... despite heating.

It's all relative.

A couple doritos are fished out and held over her shoulder, "Dude, we should get baked out in the woods some night... once it's warmer anyways." Reaching for the joint, hitting it a few more times and blowing the smoke back over her shoulder from a smirking mouth, "Shotgun? I mean, the point is to get mad fucking stoned, right?"

"The jerky in the ranch, or hentai?" She snickers a little at her own dumb little joke. Also munches on dorites when they're so held out for her. "Maybe when it's warmer, yeah. I'd probably freeze to death out there right now. Even if I was wearing clothes."

The suggestion of shotgunning the joint makes her grin widely. "Yeah. That'd be awesome." Her hand on Gigi's stomach slides back as she turns against the woman, getting onto her knees beside her.

Gigi snorts at Ali and rolls her eyes, "You'd be fine. Except for all the pee ghosts." Teasing her as the other shifts around to get into a better position, reversing the joint to slip the amber between her teeth, tongue held far back away from it as she leans in towards Ali to cup her hands around either side of the other woman's mouth.

She takes a deep breath in through her nose and blows it out through the joint to give a nice big gaping lung full of smoke into Ali's mouth. Once the other's had her fill, the joint is reversed for a long toke, then set down on the ashtray so she can flop back into the couch. Making a little room for Ali to crawl in beside her. Her jade green eyes are a little droopy. "Mind if I take a little nap? I know it's only like four in the afternoon.. but fuck ... what a long ass night." Also she's super high.

Alison giggles. "Fuckin' pee ghosts. That's how they get you." She watches Gigi as she sets it up, and then when it's time, she inhales for all she can manage. Which is a little too much. She partakes semi-regularly, daily at most, but usually not, so once her own lungs fill up with the smoke, she's left coughing like a noob. "Fuck."

Once she's settled down with the whole, being able to breathe thing, she nods in response to the question of the nap, snuggling up close with the woman. "Yeahhhhh, a nap'd be good." Her speech starts slurring already thanks to the weed, but the mere suggestion of a nap at this point's enough to get her to start shutting down like a laptop with a nearly dead battery. "Nini~" And she's out.