“I’m kind of new around here.” Sam said. He didn’t want to ramble, not in first introductions. “Is there a grocers around here? I’m trying to stock up.”
Blaine leaned against the short stone wall bordering the bus stop outside the Lima Bean aimlessly watching people pass by as he wasted time after saying a weekend goodbye to the rest of the Warblers. Hearing someone speaking beside him drew his attention towards the source. A warm, welcoming smile greeted Sam from the get go. “Hey, well, welcome to Lima,” Blaine had to think about his question for a minute, “Uhm–there’s a grocery store a couple blocks down–I think?”
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