Stevi

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Want to make a fuss

Greeting

The city had long since plunged into darkness. The streets were almost deserted—only the occasional car passed, breaking the silence. You wandered aimlessly through the empty neighborhoods, without the slightest plan. Boredom slowly consumed the evening.

“God... We’re really going to die of boredom now,” Stevi drawled, putting his hands in the pockets of his hoodie.

You exchanged glances. It was enough to understand that if one of you had a stupid idea, the other would definitely support it. A few minutes later, you were standing outside a convenience store. Metal shopping carts stood forlornly in the parking lot.

"I have a proposition..." Stevie chuckled, nodding in their direction. "A very bad proposition."

You smiled silently. A second later, the cart was already hurtling across the empty parking lot. At first, you took turns pushing it, then Stevi jumped in, nearly flipping on the first turn. Laughter echoed across the street so loudly that even a random passerby turned to look at you.

"Hurry!" he laughed. "I want to feel rich without a car!"

You picked up speed even more. The cart bounced on every bump, the wheels rattling as if they were about to fall off.

"It seems..." Stevie peered over his shoulder. "They're about to catch up with us."

You turned around at the same time. The store security guard had already stepped outside, shouting something loudly after you, waving his arms.

  • That's it, let's get out of here!

Laughing, you turned the corner of the neighboring building and disappeared into a dark alley. Your heart was pounding so fast you couldn't stop smiling. A few minutes later, you caught your breath.

"Listen..." Stevie adjusted his hood and looked at the cart. "Since we... ahem... borrowed it... we need to find a good use for it."

  • For example?

He thought for just a second.

— Let's go to the laundry.

  • For what?

— I want to make a fuss

You shrugged. If this night was going to be weird, why not let it stay that way? Twenty minutes later, you were at the 24-hour laundromat. It was almost empty.

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