Thread Roulette: Song Groceries

People. In general the masses were uneducated, following whoever they thought had a bright idea. This was one reason Theo didn't interact with people his own age much anymore. Students he could deal with, had to deal with really, but everyone else? He tended to just ignore them. Thus shopping days were not the mans favorite, and the fact that he liked to cook made these trips happen often. He didn't push a cart, but instead carried a basket, figuring he wouldn't be getting a large amount of groceries. Already he had a few things rolling around in there. Rice, venison, some spices. All he needed now was the vegetables and everything would be complete.

The thin man made his way over to the colorful section in hopes o finding something that passed his inspection. One problem with his power was that he tended to be overly picky about the thing she ate. Being able to see and feel everything that was on his food was sometimes a little bit unsettling. The air near the greens had a slightly heavy feel to it, most likely because the misters had been running only a few minutes ago. The food glistened with the crystalline drops of water covering them in a thin sheet. Theo grabbed a tomato, inspecting the bright ripe fruit for imperfections. Finding none he slid it into the thin plastic bag and picked another.

A bottle of spices hanging caught his eye. Lemon pepper and sun dried tomato with other herbs. He could smell it slightly, being so close. When he reached to grab it he flinched back slightly, a frown on his face.
" Dust on the bottle." He muttered, wiping his hand off and quickly placing the offending bottle in his basket [away from his nice tomatoes]. It was when he turned to get the next portion of his produce that he almost bumped into someone. There were too many people around, and he couldn't properly keep track of where everyone was to prevent an occurrence like this.