A boy - standing at an unimpressive 5′ 5″ - shoots an almost accusatory stare at you, a gesture that seems very boisterous despite the fact that his hands remain in his pockets.
Waiting impatiently for you to get closer, he continues talking.
“Help me move this, will ya? I need to stash it where a teacher won’t find it. I don’t know crappo about this area though. Y’know, like where tha sweetspots are. The kinda places where you can play Animal Crossing and cry and like, not worry ‘bout being seen. Y’know what I mean?”
He’s motioning towards a minifridge, about a half a meter in both width and height. It has stickers all over it, including ones like “HORSEPOWER,” “KID WONDER ☆ SUPERSTAR,” and “MT. DEW IS GAME NECTAR ! ! !”
The last didn’t really make sense to him either...