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>be me
>be youngin
>don't have many friends
>mostly stay inside and play with toys or vidya
>cousin is social butterfly dipshit
>drags me along after school one day
>we go to a friend of his' house
>awkward atmosphere because I don't know him and social ineptitude
>after shaky start he takes us into his room
>full of expensive shit
>shelf full of dragon statues and eggs
>bunch of other toys in boxes
>we play around for a while
>kid leaves room to get us food
>find Timon and Pumba toy that has wheels so they roll around
>cousin is distracted
>grab toy and try to conceal it in palm
>tell cousin I have to shit
>was an autistic child so only shat at comfortable places like grandma's house or my own house
>cousin tells friend we have to go
>kid places the food and checks the toy box
>while we're leaving I notice him frown at me
>I turn my back towards him while moving body in a way that hides my hands
>he doesn't say anything and we leave the house
>in safety of our home I show cousin the toy
>turns out he stole something too
>to this day, still have Timon and Pumba in my toybox
heh nothin' personnel, kid
