“That…sounds like you’ve been in prison more than once.” he admitted, a sort of half laugh leaving his lips. “Dude, foods stupid expensive. I just try and slip it in my jacket whenever I go to the store.” he shrugged, pulling a face.

   _{“A few times.” Though, in truth, it was all his fault, but he did get out in the end by throwing money in the right directions, “Honestly, though? Food should be cheep. At least something… then again? I’ve always been one to buy whatever and deal with the price tag at a later date.”}