You’d always taken pride in your quick-thinking, but at the moment, you were struggling.
You were a petty thief. You weren’t necessarily proud of it, but it was kind of fun. Generally you stole purses, though you had stolen other things before, and then you’d run and hide till you could sell the contents. This time, however, you had a slight problem, because the lady you’d just stolen from at the mall had realized you’d snagged her purse way faster than your usual targets. Even your short stature wasn’t proving to be much of an advantage as you tried to run before she or any security guards she had alerted to your crime caught you.
You had to hide, to figure out some way to disguise yourself so you could get out of here. But what? You eyed your options with a bit of reluctance, before finally deciding to try and hide in...
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