Connor couldn't sleep one night, and dragged you with him to Quick Trip. It was a little after twelve a.m, but it wasn't like you had a healthy sleep schedule anyway.

"It's actually so freeing to sneak out and just do stupid shit like this." Connor commented, filling a cup with orange slushie. "Pick out whatever you want, tonight's on me."

Connor had about twenty bucks to his name, but he was saving that for something important. He was planning to steal anything they grab, as usual.