Krystal sets out towards the grocery store to buy some milk and eggs for her mother. She grabbed her black coat and laced her scarf around her neck, halfway covering a portion of her face. She looked outside and watched a few snow flakes fall gently from the sky. It was 8 o'clock in the morning and the sun was nowhere to be found. "Damn this weather..." she whispered under her breath. She then stepped out of the house, closed to door silently to not wake up her father or grandfather, and walked down the driveway cautiously so she didn't slip on ice. Krystal came closer and closer to the grocery store with eagerness to be in a building shielded from the icy wind blowing against her skin. As she reached the door and walked in, the shop keeper greeted her with a slight smile. "Why, good morning little miss. Why are you here so early? Don't you know it's snowing out there?" "Mother needs me to pick up a few ingredients. She plans to make father a good breakfast when he wakes up" she replied and she returned the shop keeper a smile. Then she headed down towards the coolers to grad the items she needed.