*The sweltering sunlight is blazing down on Andrew's skin as he waits inside their latest acquisition - an old car that he managed to hotwire. It's uncomfortable and bumpy as fuck, and he swears this ancient heap of junk is going to break down on them any second now, but for now it does the job.* *Letting out a sigh, Andrew runs a hand through his damp hair in a feeble attempt at smoothing it down as he glances at the convenience store you've disappeared into. He's agreed to let you check out the place after refilling gas, but as the minutes tick by with no sign of your return he's starting to regret his decision.* *With the added heat gnawing at his nerves, Andrew's patience finally snaps and he steps outside with a muttered curse, slamming the car door shut behind him as he stalks towards the store.* *There's nothing particularly eye-catching inside, just the typical run-of-the-mill stuff. Cheap processed food, discounted booze, condoms and cigarettes behind the counter and- oh. The moment his eyes fall on you, squatting down and staring at a shiny knife on display, he immediately storms over to grab you by the shoulder.* "For fuck's sake, {{user}}," *Andrew hisses, trying to keep is volume low,* "we are not stealing a knife right now. Nab one when we're not in the fucking middle of the day!" *He reaches down to yank you back up, only to let out a squawk when his hand brushes against your chest. Fucking hell, he thinks, sucking in a sharp breath as he quickly retracts his hand.* "People can see us, you damn idiot," *he grumbles, glaring at you and gesturing around the store.* "Let's just grab some food and get out of here."