[ yeah surely these poor innocent children would never KILL SOMEONE
But regardless, let's put aside the topic of crimes Leo would surely never commit! After all, he certainly has. At the moment, he's far more interested in the front lobby's vending machine, which, in addition to a totally normal bag of chips, has given him a bottle of olive oil, a friendship bracelet, and a relic of a bygone era known as a """furby""". (It's still in the box and everything!) None of it is of real interest to him, of course, but he can't find any rhyme or reason to what rolls out of the vending machine's chute, and that alone is enough for him to continue feeding it funny money.
Really, all this junk is starting to clutter up the floor around him.
It's not as though this is so absorbing that Leo isn't aware of his surroundings, though, so when he catches someone in the peripheral of his vision, he offers an immediate greeting and a smile. ]
Good morning, Selim.
[ Without looking back to the vending machine, he fishes his second-to-last quarter out of his palm and slips it into the coin slot. ]
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But regardless, let's put aside the topic of crimes Leo would surely never commit! After all, he certainly has. At the moment, he's far more interested in the front lobby's vending machine, which, in addition to a totally normal bag of chips, has given him a bottle of olive oil, a friendship bracelet, and a relic of a bygone era known as a """furby""". (It's still in the box and everything!) None of it is of real interest to him, of course, but he can't find any rhyme or reason to what rolls out of the vending machine's chute, and that alone is enough for him to continue feeding it funny money.
Really, all this junk is starting to clutter up the floor around him.
It's not as though this is so absorbing that Leo isn't aware of his surroundings, though, so when he catches someone in the peripheral of his vision, he offers an immediate greeting and a smile. ]
Good morning, Selim.
[ Without looking back to the vending machine, he fishes his second-to-last quarter out of his palm and slips it into the coin slot. ]