#phoenix ft cillian

[secondhnd]

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When Cillian agreed to go grocery shopping with Phoenix, he hadn’t exactly been sure what to expect but he absolutely hadn’t been surprised when his brother picked up a ton of cans and just gathered them in his arms, not even with a cart. Cillian had gone with the more ‘responsible’ approach to shopping -- picking a cart, making sure it didn’t have wonky wheels, then heading to the fresh produce aisle. It was usually a quick process plucking out the few things he needed considering it was just him and the cat and before he knew it, he was already waiting in line with his brother.

“If you were a cashier, I would literally go to anyone but you,” he teased, nudging Phoenix in the ribs. “I feel like you could make a story of everyone’s background just by looking at their shopping. I’d figure out who the serial killers were.”

Anyone but him? He didn't like the sound of that! It wasn't like he would be a bad employee. He would just be chatty! He could still be a productive employee! ... sort of. Holding up the line wouldn't make him the best employee. "First of all, that's very rude! You would love being checked out by me. I'm the best cashier. I think. I don't know. I've never done it."

Serial killers, huh? How many of those would he come across? "That would be a fun thing to do, actually. I love making theories and assumptions." As if it wasn't obvious from the way Phoenix spoke about... well, anything. "I should start making up stories about people who come into my work to get piercings."