[Low Of Solipsism starts playing]

>Enter the [spoiler]Blockbuster[/spoiler] with your girlfriend Trixie.
>She has been making all these strong proclamations the whole ride here. “Trixie is going to prove to you once and for all that she is the best and foremost player in Overwatch!”
>You would have informed her about how many mistakes she made had she not been giving you that lewd time at night.
“Whatever, did you remember to bring the key card?”
>There goes that look on Trixie’s face. Her mouth says exactly what its frown implies.
>”Do you think Trixie is dumb?” She pulls the key card out of her sleeve. “Or do you not pay attention?”
“Well you didn’t tell me whether or not you remembered to bring the key card when I asked if you had it. Because you started going off on a limb about Overwatch right when I drove up to your house to pick you up.”
>”It’s not my fault you’re so thick headed.”
>”Welcome to Blockbuster! May I take your order?” Greets the clerk.
>Trixie gives him a challenging look and slaps the card onto the counter like it’s a Yu-Gi-Oh card. She grins at him then looks over to you.
“Uh, we’d like to see if we can get a 50% off Steam code, sir.” You tell the clerk.
>”80.” Trixie corrects.
“What do you mean? 80?”
>Look down at the card.
>Trixie added a couple of curved lines to the 5 to make it look like an 8.
>To be honest, it would look very convincing had you not been paying close attention to the details on the card. It’s clear Trixie used pen, sharpie or magic marker to turn that 5 into an 8.
>The clerk picks up the card before you can swipe it away. You prepare to distance yourself from Trixie when he realizes that she’s probably trying to do something illegal.
>”80% off.” Trixie reasserts.
>The clerk hardly even looks at the card for more than half a second. He sets it down.
>”Alrighty. I’m just going to need you to sign here.” He pulls out a receipt that just printed.
>You get ready to apologize to the clerk already as Trixie signs the receipt. Inside, you just know he’s going to figure it out after looking at the key card a second time.
>Trixie signs the paper and you’re standing to the side sweating bullets. you’re not at all regretting getting into a relationship with this girl, but you’ll be damned if you don’t wish you shopped for things separately to avoid moments like these.
>Begin to wonder if you’ll get thrown under the bus too if, or rather when, she gets caught trying to pull a fast one.
>”You’re all set, miss.” The clerk says.
>Internally, your jaw drops and your arms fall off.
“Wha… uh, okay.”
>”Also.” The clerk continues. “Congratulations, you have been randomly selected for today’s daily double! You get to have 50% off on your Overwatch membership and also get to purchase one item in the store for half off.”
>Trixie’s eyes light up with dollar signs upon hearing this.
>”What products is Trixie allowed to purchase with this special offer?” She asks.
“I didn’t know this store had that.” You comment under your breath as the clerk answers.
>”You get to choose from VHS tapes, DVD’s, Video Games for the PS4, Nintendo Wii, XBox One X, the comic book section…” He goes on and on naming the store’s amenities.
>This is so surprising to you that this clerk is so unobservant to such an obvious detail. You begin to wonder if Trixie has managed to pull this off before.
>”Trixie thinks she wants to take a look at the comic book section.” She then changed her mind. “Actually no, the anime video section.”
>She strides over tot hat section of the store and begins to scan the shelves with excited eyes. You watch her with your heart beating hard for her. This love you feel is something out of this world if you feel some sort of compassion solely for this adventurousness of her. The risks she takes, and doesn’t even care about the potential repercussions.
>”It should be here…” Trixie keeps her eyes fixated on the shelves. “Where are you… c’mon.”
“What are you looking for?”
>You walk over to Trixie and follow her as she goes up and down the aisles.
>”AHA!” Trixie’s voice pierces through the air and startles everyone. “One Punch Man!”
>Trixie shoots her fist into the air. She laughs maniacally before quieting down as everyone in the store eyes her. You would have been embarrassed if you weren’t used to these kinds of moments.
>You wouldn’t be used to these kinds of moments if Trixie didn’t have “special” fun with you nearly every night.
>”Trixie will take one of these.” She marches back over to the clerk at the front desk. “The newest edition of the One Punch Man manga! The one punch MANga!”
>The clerk types in the numbers into the cash register to determine the price. Trixie patiently waits, feeling victorious after getting her Overwatch Steam Key Card verified for 30% more than its actual value.
>A guy across the store waiting for his burger to be finished chuckles in Trixie’s direction. Trixie registers this right away.
>After the order is completed, Trixie walks right over to the guy without fear of confronting him. “What’s so funny?”
>He laughs a little bit harder.
>”You like One Punch Man.” The guy chuckles as you step over to the two.
“Alright, I think it’s time we skedaddle, Trixie.”
>”Not yet.” She tells you.
>Welp.
>Trixie looks directly into the guy’s handbag. She notices a very similar design she’s been seeing in her Twitter feed recently.
>”Is that… is that the cover to the new Death Note series on Netflix?” She addresses him.
>The guy looks down to his handbag, already regretting not zipping it closed.
>”Let me guess, you’re one of those people who don’t like it because it’s not like the original show?” The guy asks before grabbing his burger and sarcastically takes a bite into it.
>Trixie’s eye twitches. “What?”
“Uh, Trixie?”
>”Shh!” She turns her head back to the guy with the burger. “What did you say?”
>”You heard me.” He talks through the meat in his mouth.
>”You’re unironically defending that piece of garbage? Even with all of the flaws it has?”
>”Who cares if it has flaws?” He sips his shake in between lecturing Trixie. “Doesn’t matter. Entertainment is entertainment.”
>”Who the hell says that?!”
>”I do. Why do you care so much?”
>”Because they RUINED the entire franchise! and people like YOU are the reason why they did it! You’re eating it all up. All this new age trash that appeals to the audiences who go all ‘oh wow that was so cool seeing that stupid live action deathnote thing that was loosely based on the real thing even though it destroys the lore with a sledgehammer!’”
>”Miss?” The clerk calls from the front desk. “Could you please lower your voice?”
>Trixie stamps her foot on the ground and huffs like a bull with a red curtain violently flowing in front of it. “Audiences like you who guzzle down all the drivel they squirt out from the bowels of the POP CULTURE ruined television in general. You ruined television, you ruined music, you ruined comic books, you ruined my WAIFU!”
>”Whoa, girl. Can’t you just accept that people like things you don’t? What are you even talking about?”
>”YOU ARE THE REASON WHY THE ANIME INDUSTRY CAN’T HAVE NICE THINGS ANYMORE!”
>”Miss! Please lower your voice! There are other customers here!” The clerk looks like he’s about to call his supervisor to come down and threaten to warn Trixie not to do it again.
>”There isn’t even an anime industry! It’s all just people in Japan making cartoons!”
>Trixie suddenly cocks her head to the side. “What… the FRICK… did you just say about the anime industry?”
>Low of Solipsism starts playing.
>Before he can say anything else, Trixie grabs his burger and splats it into his face. Squishes and mashes it up against his nose, him letting out a long startled groan with chunks of burger leaking out of his mouth and nostrils.
>Beef, lettuce and tomato go tumbling to the floor as the guy stumbles back, the burger being pierced by his nose with how hard Trixie pushed it into his face. “Aaaahhhhhh, AAAHHHH!”
>Trixie winds up her arm and balls her hand into a fist. “One….” She launches her fist forward towards the hindered hamburger. “PUUUUUUNCH!”
>Now beef, lettuce and tomato go flying through the air, landing on the shelves and bins of DVDs. The man falls onto his ass and lets out a pained screech. Trixie screeches even louder at him to intimidate him into fleeing.
>You gently grab Trixie’s wrist.
“Heh, alright, time to go.” You turn red in the face and do everything in your power to get you and Trixie out the door as quickly as physically possible.
“I love you, Trixie.”
>”I love you too, Starlight.”
>Get in the car and drive home.
>The store and its entire franchise closes down for good the next day.
End.