"Not this again!"
Greg squeezed into a hazmat suit and hurried to the shops.
He charged ahead
Sweat pooling at his feet
He panicked at the thought of what might await.
On arrival he scoured the shelves for meal deals.
Nothing left.
It was time for plan B.
He began the hunt for ham and cheese and a loaf of bread.
He dragged the ingredients home and set them on the counter.
Tried to mash the lot together
Create some sort of meal for himself.
Eventually he collapsed on the kitchen floor.