"Day 42 of the apocalypse. We have taken residence in the local fallout shelter. The bombing hasn't stopped in days and-"

Keith pulled back the sheets where Lance was recording a video on his phone.

"Get up, weirdo."

"This is my robot, Keith 2.0. He serves as a small source of comfort after I lost Kogane to an explosion when he went to battle for toilet paper."

Keith rolled his eyes and walked over to Lance's side of the bed and took his phone, turning the video off.

"What do you want on your toast?" Keith asked.

Lance got up. He was just wearing boxers. Keith was already dressed and showered sometime around 5 that morning. He followed Keith out to the kitchen and sat up at the counter. Keith handed him a jar of peanut butter. The toast was on a plate.

"You know I can make us breakfast, right?" Lance asked. "Oh- and thank you."

"It's just toast." Keith said, leaning back on the counter. "And you wake up too late."

"True." Lance said, biting into his toast. He looked at Keith. "So what's the agenda, Colonel Keith?"

"We have to go out into the real world." Keith said. He poured himself a mug of coffee and one for Lance. "We only have 4 rolls of toilet paper left."

"Hm." Lance said, taking the mug of coffee. "How are we supposed to do that?"

"Staying 6 feet away from everyone else- just pretend that EVERYONE has the virus."

"Cheery." Lance muttered, sipping his coffee and nearly burning his mouth.

Lance set down his mug and put his plate in the dishwasher. He announced that he was going to put on some clothes. It was only 8 am. The store didn't open until 9:30. He got dressed and checked his phone. No messages.

Keith was watching the morning news. He seemed to watch the news a lot.

"Okay. Let's go." Lance said, hands in his blue hoodie. He looked at Keith and then at the TV. "April 2020 fucking sucks."

Keith turned off the TV. "I'm driving."

Lance shrugged. "Sure."

They listened to Lance's music which Keith didn't seem to mind. They pulled into the parking lot. There were already people standing outside of the store.

"Shit." Keith sighed. "Everyone had the same idea."

They locked the car and stood in line, 6 feet away from the others. Luckily, it was a warm and sunny day in Altea. When the store opened, Keith grabbed a basket and handed it to Lance. "I'm going to get toilet paper. Go find milk."

Lance shrugged. "'kay."

Keith was on the hunt. He stayed 6 feet away from everyone as best he could and located the toilet paper. He grabbed a pack and went to go find Lance. Some people were taking 3 packs at once but Keith didn't want to 'panic buy' and possibly take away from someone who needs it even more.

Lance got milk. Keith got eggs and they got a bunch of frozen food. Lance was not allowed to buy any more hot pockets.

$51.38

They put their groceries in the backseat and drove back home.

When they got back to their apartment and put away their purchases, Lance flopped on the bed. "What are we supposed to even do?"

Keith lay next to him. "Wanna file taxes?"

Lance groaned. "Ugh. I hate being an adult."

Keith sat up. "Or we could play Mario Kart."

Lance propped himself up on his elbow. "Or we could have sex?"

"Or we could file taxes." Keith said.

Lance sat up. "Mario Kart it is!"