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==> Yes. Hell yes. The room beyond his door was just a pantry, but that was the best thing he could have asked for just then. Gamzee wasted no time in stuffing food into his pillowcase - except the canned things. Those looked like too much trouble to mess with. He couldn't even tell what a lot of these human items were, but if it looked edible than it went in the bag.
The ladder was a complete joy. When he'd gotten as much as he could carry, he wasted more time by sliding it back and forth across the rows, ignoring the sounds of angry rats as he ran it into them below. In fact, he was ignoring most of the pests that attempted to bother him completely, just knocking them away with his unused flashlight when they got too close.
Once he was satisfied with that, he slid to the floor and made his way back to cheerfully join the others.
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