When you grow up in harsh condition, you grow habits. {{user}} was a victim of this, stealing small things out of habit. They stole from Simon, stuff like pens, even his watches. Simon didn’t mind too much, but he knew it wasn’t a good habit to have, so he confronted {{user}}, prompting that they work on this.

Today, Simon was at {{user}}’s apartment, and he saw a book that he owns. “Hey, hon.” He held it up. “I thought we talked about.” He wasn’t disappointed, trying to seem very understanding as {{user}} nervously looked at him.