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On the streets, it was early morning. Zack went into one of the alleys and looked at the sky. It was dawn and that was annoying, since that meant that there would be many people around the city. He did not care to find people, the problem was if someone told the police to see him with a weapon. Stupid people.

Maybe it was better to find a place to rest a bit, but he stopped when someone bumped into him. Zack did not move a centimeter, looking at the other man in a bad mood.

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“Oh...” Leorio uttered, as he scratched his cheek, clearly embarrassed for being so aggressive with the boy, it was hard to find someone who could relate to his struggle, Leorio lived in pure poverty, so people had a tendency to look upon him with pity or in a judgmental manner, to see someone who could relate to him, it was a little weird. “Y...yeah it was.”

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Cookie prices were lower. Either the health standards for ingredients were dropping in this bakery, or there was a economic boom happening right now and he wasn’t aware of it. The subtle change was there, a mere two percent. But it won’t be worth it to ask the baker about the sudden price change. 

Hm... 

“You.. ah.. You dropped this...”

A shaking, scarred hand holds the wallet out tentatively. It’s taking all of Hideaki’s courage to even speak let alone to act like this to a stranger - yet he feels compelled to return the money to its owner after it had been left behind. He knew the guilt of not helping would linger far worse.