Kofi stood in the kitchen, looking into the refrigerator. It was not as empty as it used to be, but it was not full either. They had milk, eggs, and some vegetables, but they were running low on essentials. He closed the door and turned around. Thea was sitting on the couch, her sketchbook open on her lap, but her pencil was still.
He walked into the living room. "Hey, we need to get groceries."
She looked up from the page, her expression unreadable. "Okay."
"I was thinking we could go to the supermarket at the mall. They have more stuff than the convenience store."
She just gave a small nod, closing her sketchbook.
'This is still weird. But it's less weird than it was.'
"You can get ready," he said. "I'll be ready in a few."
She stood up and walked to her room without a word. Kofi went to his own room and grabbed his wallet and keys from the desk. He looked at his reflection in the dark screen of his computer monitor for a second.
'Alright. Let's do this.'
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