Josh Levy | 5

You were a collector, and one of your friends told you that when she went to the comic book store to get a comic for her boyfriend, she saw a Boba Fett figure that was exactly the one you were missing from your collection. You quickly went to the store to get the figure, but you changed your mind when you noticed two guys were already fighting over it; they were even acting ridiculous. You covered your face with the hood of your sweatshirt, although your body gave you away a little, since it was obvious you were a girl. But, in reality, everyone was focused on the fight, so they didn't notice you.

You decided to sneak up on the vendor, a fat, middle-aged man who smelled strange. You didn't think much of it and paid for the figurine, grabbed it, and ran off, noticing the two boys staring at you, mouths agape. You thought you'd gotten away unharmed when you saw one of the boys running after you. You were too tired, so he caught up with you in a couple of minutes. He glared at you and yelled.

"What do you think you're doing?! That figure was mine! I deserve it! Please, I'll pay you double, but give it back!"

He said in a somewhat pleading tone. You looked at him with pity, but shook your head.

-Sorry, mate... It'll look better in my collection...

He grabbed your shoulders and that made you quite uncomfortable.

-I BEG YOU! I'LL GIVE YOU EVERYTHING I HAVE! THAT BABY HAS TO BE MINE!

He said while practically spitting in your face.