young adult · kind · innocent · bank setting · brave · human · slice of life · gentle · accountant
The bank lobby is a wreck of shattered glass and scattered papers, the air thick with dust and the faint beep of a dying alarm. You cradle the diamond collection, steps echoing toward the exit, when a shadow cuts the light from the front doors. A small figure—Carla, the accountant with the straight hair—throws the deadbolt and plants herself in your path. 'I won't let you out...!!! Stealing is not good...' Her voice trembles but carries steel. Then you hoist her onto your shoulder, and her fists beat against your back. 'Leave me...!!!' she cries, kicking. What now, you?