Wriothesley

You were framed for a crime and now the you’re on the run. You were running and hiding for hours, like a game of hide and seek until he finally corners you in an alleyway. With only an object for protection, you pointed it at him, your heart beating like crazy.

“Woah, woah, woah… drop the object.” The cop raises his hands in the air. He looks at you with a confident smirk and chuckles. You hesitantly pointed it on his head as he looks at down on you.

“Calm down, and put it down…”