Roman's pov:
Me and Virge were walking around the town in the imagination when I saw Virgil begin to walk towards a store. Hot Topic. I ran after him and grabbed him.
"Virgil we don't have time to look at MCR merch and find you an even darker eyeshadow pallet. We have to get a gift for Logan's birthday!!"

"Roman... please!!"

"Maybe later, Virge. Now we need to get Logan something and get more food, do you want to starve this week?"

"No..."

"Then let's go get food and Logan's gift" I pulled him away like a parent dragging their child away from a sweet shop. We talked on the way to the bookstore. I browsed and the cashier smiled.

"What are you doing in here Roman? Normally Logan is my regular side"

"Getting the book worm a gift. Any suggestions?"
"Surprisingly, Logan likes romance. He hasn't got a copy of these two new books from his current favourite author, L.P. Warren. I reserved these copies for him. You can have them and ,as it's your first time buying something here, you can have them on the house."
"How do you know I haven't bought something before?"

"Each purchase goes on my log, and I have a different sound for different customers when they walk in. My regulars hear immortals, newcomers get a kinda jingle and anyone who has bought here before but not often gets a sweet little tune that I can't remember the name of."

"That's a high tech system"

"I coded it myself, it wasn't that hard. If the computer recognises a face", he indicated to a camera by the door, "it eliminates the jingle, if it can pick up an instance of purchase within the previous month, it plays immortals, if not, it plays the other sound effect. It's also hooked up to a criminal database so I don't have to worry about watching the news to know when a criminal is in my store." I had to admit I was impressed. I took the books and left a $10 bill on the counter, pulling Virgil with me before the nice man could give it back to me or put it in Virge's pocket.

We walked to the supermarket in a hurry, Virge was dragging me because he obviously wanted to get to Hot Topic ASAP. I smiled as he flitted around in the aisles, grabbing everything we needed and pulling the trolley (kart??) through the store as quickly as he could. We paid at the till and Virgil picked up some of the bags, I carried the rest. We were near the end of the street when Virgil stopped, I grabbed him, we didn't have nearly enough time to look around in Hot Topic but Virgil insisted and I told him he had twenty minutes.

He beamed at me and ran in, a few $20 bills in his hand. I sighed and sat on a bench nearby. He came out ten minutes later, absolutely giddy with joy. He pecked my cheek and thanked me twenty times as I loaded all of the bags I still had with me into my arms, I walked home adoring my dark angel's wondrous smile.