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The boy scurried across the motel parking lot with a dragons hoard in his arms. Coke cans , chips, candies , anything the vending machines could provide. He grinned like a idiot, not thinking about the consequences. He could only think about when he got back to the room and could devour it all. Relax. It’s healthy. He needs this. He’s a growing boy after all.
“Relax , will Ya? It’s totally safe.”
John thought more about the junk food then his own safety. Something that would give his mother a heart attack if she saw him.














