The Masked Thief
Stealth and Sweet Rewards
He dashed along the busy sidewalk, deftly maneuvering through the bustling city crowd. With a black mask adorning his face, he managed to blend in, unnoticed among the passers-by. His mission was a familiar one, having pulled off numerous heists before. He was no stranger to thievery, having slipped away without a hitch time and time again.
As he neared his target, he slowed down, seeking refuge behind a garbage can that shielded him from prying eyes. Peeking around the tall green bin, he scanned the area, his gaze fixed upon five potential marks, all absorbed in their own little worlds, oblivious to his dastardly presence. He looked at each potential target, pondering who would fall victim to his plan.
Among them, one stood out prominently—a solitary figure engrossed in their own world, eyes fixed upon the screen before them. Ensuring he remained unseen, he scurried across the promenade, swiftly reaching the outdoor venue’s dining table. There, chaos erupted—screams, swats, and shooing filled the air. Undeterred, he clung tightly to the prized possession, a delicious blueberry muffin, held within his tiny hands. With a triumphant sprint, he cleverly evaded his pursuers and safely returned home, savoring his sweet victory.
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Timberly Price
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