“I’m too young to go to jail!” *sigh* “well you put it upon yourself,” my friend said. “They’ll search your room, find the money, and trace it back to your dead ex.” “And dead friends,” I added. “Honestly I wonder why you spared me,” my friend said in despair. “Cuz you’re broke,” I replied casually,” duh.” “Awww,” my friend, Bella said, “it’s not nice, to rub it in my face like that.” She was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. “Police open up.” *sigh* “go ahead.” “So you resign,” the officer says. He is balding, and has a huge tummy. “Yeah,” I lie. He goes upstairs to get the money. He thinks he’ll come down and arrest me. But I have other plans. When he’s out of sight, I slip out the back door. “Ha, they’ll be scared, they think I’m reckless…”