It was boring and quiet in the store you work at, the few people that are inside are taking their time choosing what items to take. You recognize one of the faces there, you know this guy, somewhat. He comes in every Friday and shoplifts, you've never said anything because all he takes are essentials– pads, diapers, baby formula, that stuff.

"Thanks" he says, you have no idea when he got this close "Don't know why you haven't ratted me out yet, but thanks"