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vincent let out a loud groan, “oh come on! i was almost out, couldn’t ya have stayed gone for like two more seconds?” he spun around to face romulus, startling a bit at how pretty the other man was.
“listen,” he had to play the ethos card, it seemed, “i’ve got siblings, they need food.” he forced a tear out, hoping his fangs weren’t visible.
“Perhaps you should have been a few seconds faster. Pocketing smaller objects and fewer of them would have helped.” Romulus raised a brow, “Food. Are your siblings in the habit of eating antiques? If it was food you needed, why raid our treasures instead of our kitchen?”
"because the money is better. I can get non-perishables with that ㅡ lasts longer. Is that a problem? I may be a common criminal but I do have a brain." He grumbled, continuing to pocket items.
Vincent could hear the blood rushing through Romulus' veins, and he was hungry, but his siblings were much more important. He couldn't risk an actual criminal record over this. He sighed, "if I put the stuff back, can I get on with my life? I can't risk jail and leave them out on their own, but I also can't risk them starving."
He knew, in truth, nothing in Romulus' fridge could feed the teens. One was a werewolf, who preferred certain meats. One was human with a strict list of severe allergies, and the other, he wasn't sure what they were.
