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Not falling behind.
Not pulling ahead.
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The automatic doors opened.
A short beep from the sensor.
The cold air hit immediately.
Different from outside.
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We walked in.
Bright lights.
Long rows of shelves.
Goods lined up.
Organized.
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I paused for a moment.
Looked at the layout.
Unchanged.
Still the same as before.
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The most efficient route:
left → back → right → cashier.
I walked.
Without hesitation.
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Yuna followed.
Half a step behind.
Her eyes moved more actively.
Looking at the shelves.
The items.
The prices.
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I grabbed a basket.
Handed it to Yuna.
"Hold this."
She took it.
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We entered the first aisle.
Rice.
I grabbed one bag.
Standard weight.
Enough for a week.
Nothing more.
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Yuna looked at the label.
"…why not buy the big one?"
I didn't stop.
"Heavy."
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She thought about it.
"…if we buy more, we won't have to buy it again later…"
"We can't."
She turned to me.
"…why?"
"No space."
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