[Someone else is at the grocery store today, also loading up on one particular item. Pao-Lin's pretty justified in her hoarding of spicy things, though -- they're the only foods she can remotely "taste" at the moment. If burning her tongue off is the only way to experience anything resembling flavor, then she'll take it. Good thing she never had anything against spicy food in the first place.
As she swiftly strides past the aisles, trying to ignore all the shelves of things she can't really enjoy anymore, Pao-Lin almost doesn't notice a certain blunette in one of the aisles.]
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As she swiftly strides past the aisles, trying to ignore all the shelves of things she can't really enjoy anymore, Pao-Lin almost doesn't notice a certain blunette in one of the aisles.]