Aisle 4 Notecard sent September 2005 to thepsychicclam, who asked for Dom/Elijah. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “Which one do you like, Elwood? Spiced Honey or Golden Cornsilk?” “How the hell should I know? It’s your hair.” “C’mon, Lij, I need your feminine opinion.” “Asshole.” Elijah’s eyes moved from one box to the other. He blinked twice, bit his lip, and then reached past them both and drew another box from the endless shelves. “This one.” Dom’s eyebrow rose. He grinned as he read the vibrant red package. “Georgia Peach?” Elijah shrugged; he looked down at the bag of Cheetos as his cheeks began to burn a faint pink. Dom’s brow dropped and his grin spread wide. His tongue swept across his lower lip as he dropped the box into the shopping cart. “Sold.” ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ back