how do life [ closed psl ]

[androit]

WHO Will Vega, Jr (androit), Leia Organa (borntoresist)
WHAT how do college... how do.. independence... how do life????
WHEN About 2098 when Junior is starting college.
WHERE Start at a supermarket, work from there.
WHY because I love you all

This was not going entirely to plan. Not that he was floundering or anything, and he had the funds to sustain himself for a while no matter how much he messed up, but Junior was rapidly realizing that living away from home was not as simple as finding replacements for everything he left and simply continuing on. There were such things as shopping lists for basic necessities that he actually hadn't gotten the hang of; most of his shopping had been the ingredient sort, which he knew well enough, but what about the other things? Long-lasting supplies and such.

What he should have done was call his grandparents. Admit he needed some help and he may have shooed them off a little early with his enthusiasm to start learning and making himself better, more of an adult who didn't need his grandparents' guidance to know what kind of laundry detergent to buy. He looked again at the rudimentary list he'd drawn up and brushed his hair away with a little narrow-eyed squint. This was clearly the fault of the list. He should have prepared that thing better. Maybe he should call Felix? Talking to him would at least cheer him up...

But no. No, he could do this. It was a shopping trip. What the hell? He didn't need to call the cavalry. Starting to move before fully looking away from his list, he pulled up short almost immediately when he nearly ran over the person who was already in that space. Which was pretty impressive considering he was still a runt well into early adulthood now. "Whoa—I'm so sorry! Sorry. Um, that... I was just thinking. Sorry," he said, once again shifting his hair as if the action would hide him.

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[borntoresist]

Leia, used to being tiny and still commanding her own space, looked up at the not much taller young man who'd nearly run her over and smiled wryly. He was new and had the look of someone way over his head. Not that she could blame him. Life on your own was always hard in the beginning and he appeared to be about the right age.

The question was did he push everyone who could teach him these things away or did he lose them recently?

"Thinking's well and good, young man, but perhaps you should keep one eye open for those smaller than you," she said gently. "Not everyone's so ready to forgive you as I am."

She pointed to the list in his hands. "Do you need help finding something?"