Steal some shit

Emma was in a daze, you were confident that you’d be able to grab some valuables without her interference. Leaving her in the kitchen you went up to her bedroom. People kept things like jewelry in their bedrooms. It wasn’t like you were prepared to steal the woman’s tv.

In her room a small box on her dresser was a clear target. Grabbing all the jewelry in it you were pretty sure it was mostly cheap counterfeit garbage. Not that you cared while dumping it in your bag. Scanning the rest of the room nothing seemed very valuable. You paused, thinking for a moment. You were about to steal all the valuables from a single mom… who you just ****. Suddenly you felt like getting back home. On your way out of the house you found yourself stopped at the staircase.

Looking straight at you Emma leveled a handgun at you. It shouldn’t be too hard to talk your way out of this… right?