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“So, Marco,” Sam said, leaning against the pickle display. “Do you have any other opinions? Pickles? Cheese? The existential dread of a Saturday afternoon?”

Marco glanced at the tiny cup. He wasn’t sure he had any opinions on tahini at all. But the man’s eyes were a warm, curious brown, and his flannel shirt had a small mustard stain on the collar that Marco found inexplicably endearing. free gay sample

Marco hated grocery shopping on Saturday afternoons. The aisles were a traffic jam of shopping carts and screaming toddlers. But he’d run out of coffee, and some existential boredom had driven him out of his studio apartment. “So, Marco,” Sam said, leaning against the pickle

“I’m a generous guy,” Sam said. Then, softer: “See you around, Marco.” Cheese

Marco walked to aisle seven, coffee forgotten. He looked at the Post-it note again, then back toward the endcap. Sam was already helping an elderly woman try the tahini, but he glanced up and winked.