"Ugh." I grunted as I slid myself underneath the wired fence with my back against the ground. "I am pretty sure trespassing is a crime now."
"Of course it is man. Are you high?" Lili looked down at me with a raised brow.
"Yep. I am defiantly not high now." I said as I made one last painful grunt before I fully pulled my entire body to the other side of the fence.
"Aw hell yeah men, I get high off apple sauce." Lili commented as she began to slide herself underneath the fence as well.
"You're not seriously right?"
"Why wouldn't I be serious man? Aw good I love that stuff! It gets me high everytime!"
"DUDE! Look at all the loot!" Lili said with a half sarcastic voice.
All around us was mountain heaps of junk of random objects, ranging from a toy teddy bear to what seems to be a Y-Wing from star wars.
"Wait you are telling me all this is..."
"Yep. Those are all objects from loot boxes."
"Then if this is a landfill, then isn't everyone allowed to just take them?" I asked.
"Uh, technically this is not a landfill. It's someone's backyard actually."
"Oh." I froze for a second. "But what kind of person would leave all those loot box items outside? That's just...Stupid."
"Eh. Just quickly grab what you need and let's get the hell out of here man." Lili's head darted back and forth at the smallest noise.
"I mean, just what kind of person lives here anyways?" I asked.
"There." She pointed to mansion warehouse building about couple hundred feet away. "The owner lives in that house. Last thing you want is to..."
"Alright, I get it, I get it." I waved her off. "So can you tell me what's good loot or not?"
"Yeah, I can tell some. Hey, how about you look right and I look left? Just take whatever looks good and bring it to the exit here alright?" Lili pointed a finger to the left.
"Ok. Let's do this." I said, as I turned and immediately went over to the nearest pile of junk, and began scanning through:
Nope, never even heard of it.
Hidden leaf village head band?
Yep...I can tell why the owner threw away all those things now...
"Need a helping hand dead meat?" a strong female voice came from behind me.
I turned and looked at once.
She appeared to be in her early twenties, long silky silver ponytail, combined with eyes as grey as storm. Her face was as pale white as snow, along with a tall lean built. She wore a stylish white coat with a black muscle shirt beneath that exposed her abs area. And dayum that 6 pack...As for pants she wore a black tight shorts that showed off the rest of her long fit legs down to her black combat boots.
"Uhhh..." I found eyes glued to her, though her expression looked ready murder me, but dang she hot...
"Yeah." I found myself somehow able to casually reply. "A helping hand would be great."