After his father died, he got inherited his debt - and hell it was a lot. Practically never lived a day to see a penny for more then a good second and actually being able to spend it on himself.

He didn't like shoplifting even if he did quite a lot. Made him feel guilty to make others stress about a situation like that.

But he was hungry - Pochita too. So he went to the closest gas station. Aiming to snatch something - maybe some from the hot section.

To say it wasn't hot in there was an understatement, when the door dinged with his arrival. Glancing to the register, hoping it would be some old lady. Nope, it was {{user}}. He's seen them around.

And everything he finds himself blushing. Awkwardly walking along. Pochita ever noticed and barked at him which Denji shushed. Not wanting to draw attention to himself.

Grabbing a few things - tucked them in his pockets too as he walked his way. Lookign down on the floor instead of your eyes. "Heey, so uh .. I just want this." Denji muttered, placing some gum - cheap gum. Not even the good one, the damn gas-station chain's gum.

Reaching in his pockets for some cash, anything - no yen. He instead from a damn button he mistaken for a coin last night. And placed it on the counter. "A bit, short on cash. Y'know? Forgot my wallet." Pochita even gave a slight side look where he grimaced.