ornerysnake
«✿» Hazel hues remained honed in on a stack of something that she currently lacked. M O N E Y. The wad of cash protruded so nicely out of the male’s back pocket. It was well into the night, the man was leaving a bar and had presumably had a drink or two; she could just nab the thing when he wasn’t paying attention. Newfound dreams of opening a veterinarian practice didn’t come cheap, after all. Unfortunately, deceit was more her style. She would put on her dainty little facade and strike when it isn’t expected. This gorilla would have to fall for it, right?
With a gentle tug of the male’s sleeve, it was showtime.
❝U-um excuse me, sir... I know this is so much trouble for me to ask, but there’s this man who has been following me and- I-I really just wanna get home. Um, it’s only a block away... Would you mind... escorting me?❞ Yeah, she still has it.