[ He lets out a breath as he stands again, shifting things around in the basket to better balance everything. At her suggestion, he lets out a breath – something that might have shaped itself into a laugh in a different moment, but for now, just sounds like a puff of air. ]
Thought we talked about the stealing thing.
[ Though that feels like ages ago to Peter. He clears a throat, glancing around. Deserted as the place is, none of the employees seem to have noticed the mishap in the dairy aisle; he might have to explain when he's checking out. ]
What the hell are you doing out this late, anyway?
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Thought we talked about the stealing thing.
[ Though that feels like ages ago to Peter. He clears a throat, glancing around. Deserted as the place is, none of the employees seem to have noticed the mishap in the dairy aisle; he might have to explain when he's checking out. ]
What the hell are you doing out this late, anyway?