[This was about far more than his groceries. He was doing it to save face. How would he explain bringing Vincent to the barbecue? Who would he even tell people the other boy was when he wasn't even supposed to know his name yet? This way killed two birds with one stone. They could eat and sober up, and Kit's own food stores wouldn't be further diminished.
Unless Vincent decided to clean him out in the time it took him to go down the barbecue and come back.
The thought caused Kit to sigh as he finished getting his shoes on and pushed himself back to his feet. The pillow was tossed back across the room so that it would land on Vincent's legs or abdomen, but if it bopped him in the face instead, Kit wouldn't complain.]
I won't be gone long.
[And with that he opened the door and slipped out into the bustling hallway...]
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Unless Vincent decided to clean him out in the time it took him to go down the barbecue and come back.
The thought caused Kit to sigh as he finished getting his shoes on and pushed himself back to his feet. The pillow was tossed back across the room so that it would land on Vincent's legs or abdomen, but if it bopped him in the face instead, Kit wouldn't complain.]
I won't be gone long.
[And with that he opened the door and slipped out into the bustling hallway...]