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Virgil Hawkins (future_shocked) wrote in wariscoming,

"So you're going to steal from them?" He questioned as if it really mattered anymore. Virgil was hungry too. But really he didn't think stealing was the answer. He watched Lindsey with a disapproving look, but he didn't say anything more for a while. The more he looked around the more he realized there was going to be little chance in stopping him. Many of the shops in the little district had closed as well. Some were smart and had bars on the window, but even those looked as though they'd been ransacked. Windows were broken, people were scared and doing what they could to survive. Who was he to tell them otherwise? There supplies were running low.

No trucks made deliveries into town anymore, it was almost like they were isolated from the outside world. What else were they supposed to do? It wasn't like they were stealing money at least..Virgil climbed into the window and through to the other side to join Lindsey. He felt bad about it though and hesitant. Part of him wanted to leave money, but the other wondered if it would just get stolen too. So he picked up a bag of chips and peered over at the other man.

"I guess it isn't going to end any time soon." There wasn't much left to chose from, infact whatever he had in his hand was some knock off brand of Doritios. When he turned around he got a better look at the guy and tilted his head slightly. "Eliot?"