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muse_playground17.08) Hunger and Cold produces thieves. - Chinese proverbShy pulled the blanket tighter around his shoulders as he padded into the kitchen. He'd never been so cold in his life, and he wasn't quite sure if he could believe Orli and Will's assurances that he would get used to it. He already had on three T-shirts, a sweater and a pair of long johns under his jeans, and was still feeling uncomfortable. To make matters worse, he was starving. It was this unhappy combination that made it clear what he had to do when he saw a piping hot grilled cheese sandwich on a plate next to the stove. No doubt, Will had prepared it for his afternoon snack but had made the mistake of leaving it unguarded. Shuffling a little quicker, Shy snatched up the sandwich and took a huge bite of it as he retreated to his room. If questioned, he'd blame the loss of the sandwich on one of the dogs. It was the perfect crime.