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summary: awsten steals things from geoff's backpack
if awsten didn't have a pencil, geoff did. if awsten didn't have paper, geoff did. if awsten didn't have money for lunch, geoff did. it became accustomed that awsten took things from geoff, most of the time without asking. geoff never seemed to notice though, until it was too late and awsten was leaving campus to get wendy's.
slowly, geoff started to realize who was taking his stuff but he never confronted the boy about the fact he was missing almost $100 by the end of their first term. sometime awsten would steal his headphones and return them to last period because he needed them for a class. he was really skillful at this, hence why geoff never caught him in the act of taking anything.
awsten had the time and money to buy his own stuff, but sometimes he didn't have what was needed when it was needed. it was all timed too, awsten wouldn't steal two pencils in one day. no, he would spread it out. but when it came to paper cash, he only swiped that if it was under five. he would feel just a bit too guilty if he took anything more than a five dollar bill.
the day geoff caught awsten in the act of stealing something was moments before they were leaving for lunch. awsten, again, had forgotten his own money and was planning on only taking one or two dollars for fries from wendy's. but awsten had unzipped geoff's backpack and pulled out his whole wallet, carefully going through it to find single bills. it wasn't that hard, but geoff turned around at just the right time to see it happen.
"what are you doing?" geoff asked, seeing awsten holding his wallet and picking out a bill.
"just... returning a dollar." awsten said slowly, slipping the bill back in and setting the wallet down.
geoff snatched the wall from awsten before it hit the table. "returning- awsten- what?"
"i was giving it back. i swear!"
"why were you- wait! you're the one who's been stealing my stuff!?" geoff accused, poking a finger into awsten's chest.
"hey!- okay, maybe." he groaned.
"maybe? was it or was it not you?"
awsten whined, "yes it was! okay? i'm sorry!"
"you stole half of my school supplies and money from my wallet. sorry isn't going to cut it!"
in this heated conversation, the bell had already rung and everyone was leaving the class, including the teacher. they were left alone to figure this out, but god, awsten just wanted to dash out the door along with the rest. but sadly, geoff was blocking the only way out, the space in front of him.
