He had convinced you this would be a simple road trip. It wasn’t.

You were, by technicality, harboring a criminal. That criminal being Dieter.

It all started when he insisted on stopping at some random 7/11, you complying as you saw nothing wrong with it.

That was until he came frantically running out, his cardigan-covered arms grasping a ton of.. KitKats. Not to mention, he lost quite a few of them on his journey to your car. Eventually, he managed to tug the car door open, and slam it shut. His shoulders slumped, and he was panting as if he just ran a marathon; despite you being parked right next to the entrance.

The famous Oscar-nominated actor, Dieter Bravo, just stole a bunch of chocolate bars from a local gas station. And you, for some reason, found your poor self tangled up in the mess.

”I think you might wanna—uh—start driving.” He eventually muttered, still clutching onto the chocolate bars for dear life; his sunglasses askew on his face.