He'd stolen a wallet but upon opening it he was met with disappointment. All cards! "Jus' plastic?!" He doesn't know how to use those and assumes they're garbage. And that's exactly where they're headed.

<-- stinky boi.

Already fucking sprinting away- Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck-

|| speaking of info i should fix mine-

— Backstory.

He's fuckin starving...

Gasp-! He's wasting no time in stuffing his face! Table manners? None.

How could he have missed the gun?! A wallet wasn't worth dying for. "Ya can 'ave it back!" He's just gonna toss it back to him and hope he leaves him-

He hasn't eaten himself full in... God knows how long! He's watching Kurt make another sandwich like a dog would, still munching on what was left of the first.

He grabbed the second sandwich but paused, looking at the man with almost suspicion in his eyes. "I don' have any money..." He was implying that he couldn't pay for the meal. Not with money at least...

Shamelessly staring

|| Man i haven't felt well today at all,,, Gonna try to finish his backstory tomorrow.

Screeching into a dumpster

... pokes with foot