"Fuck off girlie! This is my stuff!" yelled the man after seeing Leslie within arm's reach of the dumpster
"Hey man, can I help you find something? Need something to eat?" asked Leslie, "I'm no stranger to foraging." The man starled for a second, realizing that someone was being nice to him. He looked Leslie over, sizing him up.
"I am hungry, girlie. What do you have?" the asked suspiciously
"The basics, bread, peanut butter, milk, OJ. You can come on up to my place, have as much as you want."
The man stared at Leslie again, eyes narrowed, "What do you want? Nobody gives me nothing for free."
"You're right. I want you to help me find something in there. See, I threw away something I realized I want back. You could help me find it in there. Look, if you say no, that's ok man," replied Leslie, "I will look for it myself if needed, I would just ask you to let me look on my own."
"Girlie, if you throw in a shower, you have a deal," replied the man. Leslie held out a hand, and the man shook it. The two went inside the building and up to Leslie's place. As promised, Leslie took out the rest of his bread and jar of peanut butter, also putting out some vegetables. The man devoured the food. He was on his 3rd sandwich before he started to slow down.
"Pretty kind of you to let me in, girlie, even after the deal. Most wouldn't trust me," said the man.
"It's Leslie, not girlie. You weren't the only one trying to figure out what the other was like. I've been down on my luck before, and starving. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. You look like you're done, go take that shower I promised you and I'll make you a to go bag. While I'm at it, I'll get you a new pair of socks."
The man went into the bathroom and the water started to run a few seconds later. Leslie grabbed a pair of his socks, making sure he at least had a couple pairs for himself for when he changed back. After putting the rest of the bread and peanut butter into a plastic bag, Leslie checked his phone. John sent him a text that he had passed the fitness tests. The 3 girls were at the mall as promised and apparently got him a few items. Tammi sent a message they would be done in a bit. Leslie sent a message to Stacy asking about if something was set up with the registrar yet. The water turned off as Leslie was halfway through an orange. The man stuck his head out, "Girl...Leslie, I know it wasn't part of our deal, but do you have some extra clothing? The stuff I got, it's a couple months old."
"I got you man. You look about my size," replied Leslie.
"What?" asked the man, confused.
"I mean, I got your size. I don't have an extra coat, but I got some other stuff." Leslie went into his room after throwing the socks towards the bathroom door. He grabbed a pair of jeans, boxers and a t-shirt with a flannel heavier shirt to drop off for the guy. The man picked it up and closed the bathroom door. A minute later, he stepped out looking totally different than he walked in.
"I feel like a million bucks! It'd be a shame to dumpster dive after all that. I'll leave you to it. And Leslie, thanks," said the man holding his hand out. Leslie shook it again and let the man out the door with his extra food. He put his headlamp and rubber gloves back on and went to the dumpster to find it was more full. Sighing, he starting taking out the bags without holes, which was thankfully most of them. The 3 bags with holes, he put to a different side, just in case he had to go through them. He started going through the stuff on the bottom. After a long 17 minutes of searching, he found the thing, causing him to jump for joy before he could stop himself. Putting the medallion on the ground in a specific location, he put all the trash back in. He took a plastic bag he found in the dumpster and put the medallion in it before taking off his gloves. Humming the Final Fantasy victory music, he went back to his apartment. The rubber gloves were rinsed off and put under the sink. He washed his hands and took out his phone to check the time. 1800 already. He also saw the texts from the girls talking about how cute everything was they got for him, even sending him a picture of a skirt they got. Leslie decided to text back that it looked fine. He started to get undressed to use the medallion when he got a flurry of texts from the girls that they were almost at his place so he could try it on
