call_me_trouble (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} call_me_trouble) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} outofshadowsrpg,@ 2016-08-20 21:32:00 |
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Where: Out in the city.
When: 8/20, evening
What: Someone catches trouble doing what she does best.
Rating: tbd
It was Saturday night and Trouble was free from work and the torture of the full moon. So that left her with time to cause a little havoc. The night had started out fairly easy and fun. She'd headed down to the local outdoor mall to loiter and see a few other people she knew. There had been a little bit of flirting and a free meal from some poor sap a few hours ago. All in all, it'd been a good day.
And then in the window, she saw it. The bag was plaid, purple with spikes and studs along the side and was pretty much the perfect match to her outfit. But who in their fucking right mind would pay a hundred bucks for a handbag? She was sleeping on her sibling's couch for a reason. Which just meant that it was time for the five finger discount.
Waiting for a large group of teenagers to walk in and gain the attention of the cashier, she grinned as she slid the bag into her own shitty purse before slipping it over her shoulder and making her way outside. Now she just needed to get out of here and she'd be home free.