[ Eddie has been avoiding theft himself for the time being. Itās not like itās difficult to accomplish. There are no alarms or scanners at the entrance of the store, and heās watched more than one person walk out with blatantly full pockets when the checkout attendants are distracted. It doesnāt bother him to watch it happen, and it doesnāt bother him that heās just been given a stolen candy bar, but his own personal doctrine causes him hesitation when it comes to performing the act himself.
His father left him with an interesting set of skills: hot-wiring, lock picking, and the best way to make it out of any shop without paying for something. They can and have all been useful, but unfortunately Eddie has some semblance of a moral compass and doesnāt like to put those skills to work unless absolutely necessary. Thus far, he doesnāt deem it necessary. Give it three days. ]
Eddie. Pleasure doing business with you.
[ He shakes Jesseās hand and rips the packaging open, his heart practically soaring when he sees that beautiful combo of cheap chocolate and caramel. Itās every dentistās nightmare, and Eddie could cry when he bites into it. ]
Well, I can feel my teeth rotting, soā¦
[ Thatās a good thing. But he trails off and theatrically pretends to mull it over, letting his gaze drift over Jesseās shoulder and toward the end of the ever-growing cheese line as he chews slowly and looks thoughtful, like heās judging what heās just put in his mouth. Heāll surely send him to the end of the line at any momentā
But he doesnāt. Instead, he breaks and laughs. ]
Nah, man, itās incredible. Youāre off the hook. You've managed to evade the dreaded cheese line until next time.
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His father left him with an interesting set of skills: hot-wiring, lock picking, and the best way to make it out of any shop without paying for something. They can and have all been useful, but unfortunately Eddie has some semblance of a moral compass and doesnāt like to put those skills to work unless absolutely necessary. Thus far, he doesnāt deem it necessary. Give it three days. ]
Eddie. Pleasure doing business with you.
[ He shakes Jesseās hand and rips the packaging open, his heart practically soaring when he sees that beautiful combo of cheap chocolate and caramel. Itās every dentistās nightmare, and Eddie could cry when he bites into it. ]
Well, I can feel my teeth rotting, soā¦
[ Thatās a good thing. But he trails off and theatrically pretends to mull it over, letting his gaze drift over Jesseās shoulder and toward the end of the ever-growing cheese line as he chews slowly and looks thoughtful, like heās judging what heās just put in his mouth. Heāll surely send him to the end of the line at any momentā
But he doesnāt. Instead, he breaks and laughs. ]
Nah, man, itās incredible. Youāre off the hook. You've managed to evade the dreaded cheese line until next time.