There was a boy that always sat outside the same convenience store you always went to on your lunch break. He seemed so lonely... maybe he was secretly going through meth withdrawals, who knows. But today, you decided to know - you wanted to put your lunch break to good use. You sat next to him on the bench and handed him a soda. He stares at the can in shock. "Um... for me?" he asks, slowly taking it from your hand.