Post by pierce on Apr 18, 2016 1:01:03 GMT -5
Normally Sylvan did his shopping in the early morning, late night window of twilight. Convenience store clerks weren't as vigilant at that time, nor did they ever really care to be when it came to little acceptable losses - which was exactly what Syl needed to stock up on and quick. So he had to take a bit of risk and go through with it during the day elsewhere, somewhere big enough to overlook his presence. The grocery store it was. He didn't really mind trying it out here, he been missing the risks that he'd sworn up and down not to take. Just once more wouldn't kill him or his sister, so Syl strolled in to the large store on a mission.
First thing that found itself in his hands was a five pack of lighters - this was the main reason why he was so desperately here right now - his salvaged lighter had bitten the dust that morning. Lils had gotten in to the habit of hiding hers away from him, so Syl didn't have much of a choice but to steal some. Well, he had money so he could've bought them. He'd made some underhanded sales, pawned a few stolen objects - but he was gonna use that money for things that couldn't just fit down the back of his pants.
Next was to find the 'feminine hygiene' area. Sylvan still didn't get why they had to put all the condoms and lube right across from the harsh reminder that chicks bleed out. If he were in marketing or something, he'd do some serious rearranging. But whatever. He sauntered through the place, his over-shirt unbuttoned and swaying along with his movements. There weren't as many people shopping right now than he figured would be, but that was probably because it just turned two in the afternoon. He guessed the elderly people had already finished before the lunch crowd, and now there was a sorta lull before school and work let out. All the better to suit him.
When he finally made it to the right section, he averted his eyes from anything but the condoms. He looked for the box with the highest volume of contents and quickly found just what he was looking for. With a slight glance behind him, Syl pushed up the back of his shirts and sunk the items down to be held by the waistline of his pants. His shirts mostly covered the unusual boxy look that took the place of where his butt should be, which was enough to just waltz out of the store with without much trouble. All he had to do was walk right and he'd be home free.