The Missing Brother

I was walking in the mall. I was shopping for shoes and clothes in a Supreme store. When I saw a guy and his little brother. They were also looking for shoes. Then the little brother said, “I’m going to the toilet.” Then he went to the toilet. 25 minutes later he wasn’t back. The older brother tried to call him again and again. He never picked up the phone. Then the brother went out to the toilets to check if he was there. He came back, but with nobody. He called him again, still nothing. He looked nervously around the store. He ran for security. They went to check the cameras and saw that some guy followed him into the toilet. Then they came out 10 minutes later and the guy followed him out of the mall and into his white van. He drove off with the kid. The brother began to cry. He sat down and it looked like he begged God, to please bring him back. Around 5 hours later the van came back. The man stepped out of the van and opened the door. Out stepped the kid. They went into the mall again. The kid looked for his big brother and there, there he was. Sitting on a bench crying. The little brother walked up to his big brother. He couldn’t believe it. He was back, and still alive. “Where have you been?” “Oh, I was hungry. He said he had some food at home.” “So, you just jumped into a random van without telling me? You could just have said that you were hungry then I would have bought some food!” “Well, his food was free, and it was burgers, the good ones even. With brioche-buns, bacon, cheese, and the good patty's.” “Oh, okay. Well, that makes a little more sense. BUT YOU COULD STILL HAVE TOLD ME!” “I’m sorry” Then they went to security and told them that they found each other again, and it was all good now. No need to arrest the guy or anything he was just doing a favor. Not anything bad.