27 -I Blame Myself

Ava's POV;

I'm making my way through a store with a semi-full basket in my hand, thinking of what next to pick into it. I ran out of beverages at home and decided to use my weekend to shop for some. I stop in my tracks when I suddenly hear a familiar voice.

"What do you think you're doing? "The voice questions lowly.

"I want some coffee. "A male voice replies.

I take a step closer to the self from which I'm hearing the voices on the other side, and carefully pull out a box of cereal. My gaze lands on Alex, and the guy she went on a date with. What's his name... Ah, yes. Amos.

"You want coffee!? "She questions him in alarm like a mother, and he nods like a child.

"Not with those head-splitting migraines you complain about, you don't. "She replies and the man pouts in return.

I watch them pick some beverages into the basket Alex is carrying, an