Story of my Life - Lone Minor RP - Please see the partially updated front page! - Page 48

Aisha swore and bit her lip. She contemplated what to do next. Perhaps, she thought, if I get better at stealing he won't be so mad. She looked around for an easy target. There. She had spotted a lady who had put her bag down to stop her baby from crying. I can do this. She walked past briskly and picked up the bag.

"Hey, that's mine!" the woman yelled. Aisha sprinted towards the warehouse and tried to remember where the entrance was. Ah, there it is. She went in and waited for her eyes to adjust.

The dim warehouse appeared empty, until Blake pushed open the door of the storage closet and walked out. He held his black T-shirt in his hands, and his chest was bare. "Oh, hey Aisha." He said, startled to see her standing there "Wheres Eli?"

"Um, it's a long story," Aisha said, trying not to pay attention to Blake's bare chest. "I got this." She showed him the handbag.

Blake stared at the handbag, as it he wasn't sure what she wanted him to do with it. "So?"

Aisha frowned. "Sorry, I'm being childish." She tossed her knife around in one hand for a bit. "Maybe I should just leave," she said to herself.

Blake frowned, having no idea what she was talking about. He stared blankly at her.

She twirled her hair around her finger. "Can I have a hug?"

"Umm," He glanced back at the storage room, then shrugged "Sure"

She walked over, hugged him, and started crying. 

Blake wrapped his arms around here, wondering in bewilderment why girls seemed to cry so much. "Hey hey, whats the matter?"