Once she was a safer distance -- she'd have been safe anywhere, but no need to have to worry about a sudden move spooking her more than necessary -- Corey sets his bags down on an area of the sidelot covered in gravel.
He gives a quick glance around, though not too obviously.
"Sorry to be weird, just want to do this, just to get the bags in."
He picks one back up along with a bunch of pebbles. And then, reaching his hands up towards the dumpster, he lets the pebbles support the bag in key spots and lifts them up higher to get the bag into the dumpster.
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