[Noah followed along, actually looking forward to this little venture. When Dante holdes out the box, he'll reach out to help hold onto it with his own hands]
[Dante throws the box to the ground, feeling Noah's movements alongside his own, giving further push to the box. It hits at an angle, the contents shattering with a sharp sound of breaking glass. Even without touching the box, Dante can visualize the contents in shards, jagged and sharp and ready for whoever decides to dig into the box without looking.
He reaches down, picking the box back up, and gives it a shake, smirking at the sounds of all the glass scraping around inside.]
[The sound of the breaking glass is just music to Noah's ears. He can just imagine that asshole Jim opening it up and seeing the shards- maybe even getting cut by some]
Yeah, so let's leave it in there and get outta here.
[Honestly, it's no problem getting in and leaving the box: the door is unlocked this month, and it's easy enough to just place it on the receptionist's desk. A quick in-and-out job for two boys who (for once!) have no ulterior motives. As they come out, Dante looks very pleased with their job well done.]
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Yeah, ready.
Three...two...one...!
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He reaches down, picking the box back up, and gives it a shake, smirking at the sounds of all the glass scraping around inside.]
Yeah, I'd say that should do it.
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Yeah, so let's leave it in there and get outta here.
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Hopefully Jim enjoys his present.
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Oh, I'm sure he will.
[Mission Accomplished]