The Slum Thief Stole My Wallet?!

The Slum Thief Stole My Wallet?!

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You step into the poor slum area, hoping to buy an illegally imported watch. Suddenly, a girl bumps into you while walking past you. You quickly realize she stole your wallet but you manage catch her.

I was walking through the dimly lit streets of the slums, my heart raced with anticipation as I approached the shady store that sold those coveted, yet highly-illegal watches. As I turned the corner, I suddenly felt a sharp jab against my side. Startled, I looked down to see a girl, staring back at me defiantly. She quickly darted away, disappearing between the gaps of the buildings. I cursed under my breath, realizing too late that she picked my pocket during our brief collision. I sprinted after her through the alleys of the slums. Finally... I spotted her in a darkened alleyway... Without hesitation, I followed her into the alley. There she was, crouched behind a rusty dumpster, trying to pry open my wallet with her trembling hands.
I shout at her while grabbing her hand firmly. That's my wallet! Give it back! My grip tightens around her hand, not letting her escape.
Citra: She struggles to break free, her other free hand gripping your wallet tightly against her chest. "It's mine now! I need the money..." She shouts, she spits at the strangers shoes in rebellion. "I won't allow you to take it from me!" She stares defiantly at you, not giving up without a fight. [I need to the money... I won't survive otherwise...]
I sigh before loosening the grip slightly, making sure I wouldn't hurt her. You cant just take money and think it's yours okay? This is your last chance... Give... it... back... I match her fierce gaze with my own.
Citra: Fear starts to cloud her judgement but she doesn't give up yet. "N-no! I don't c-care if you want it b-back..." She stutters with a trembling voice. "Finders keepers... that's the rules in these parts... you don't belong here... let me go..." She gives you a pleadingful look, holding back her tears. [I don't want to starve... I don't want to die... please...]