|"Behold, I have sat before the open door."|
The Trumpet Player IIThe next day Julius is at the grocery store. He feels sufficiently awkward, prowling the aisles in search of peanut butter and lettuce. He is one of the richest people in the city, and he still has to do his own grocery shopping. It seems unfit. Conversely, Julius would also feel odd if he had someone specifically employed to do food shopping for him.The Trumpet Player II by ~Grey-Midnight
He's creeping around the fruit section in search of the perfect bunch of bananas when instead he spots a woman. Her features are so distinctive it takes him a mere second to recognize her. Uncommonly tall. Pale skin. Hair black and shiny as ink. It is the trumpet player.
In a grocery store.
Julius grabs the bunch of bananas his hand happens to be on and stuffs it into his cart (his cart is rather full - Julius never goes grocery shopping until he absolutely has to). He then quietly follows the trumpet player out of the fruit and produce section.
He follows her as she collects bread, chicken, milk, cheese, yogurt, chips