forum Bag thief Roleplay

Started March 13, 2018 by @Twitchy

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Marco knows he'll regret it, but he punches her in the gut. "I'd rather die than be in here."

"Wait. Wait turn that up." I mumble, looking to the TV, the lady talking about her bag has tears filling her eyes, skin blotchy from crying. "He had orange hair and an Irish accent, kind of tall but I don't know. Please! My life is in that bag!" A cold chill tingles down my spine.
"Guys, I didn't steal the bag from her…"

"I doubt that."

Althea doubled over in pain. "Asshole," she muttered.
Just then, her phone rang. Mom flashed across the screen and a Beach Boys song started playing. Althea picked up.
"Hey, Ma." she wheezed into the phone.
"Allie! Maia said you were sick. Do you want me stop by?"
"No!" Althea snapped. "I'm contagious."
"Oh, hon. I'm coming by, alright? Be there in ten."
Before Althea could answer, her mother hung up. She turned back to the guys.
"Good news or bad news first?"

"Why the fuck did you just hit her?" I pounce to my feet, picking up the bowl, "Dick move mate, and what the hell do you mean by that?"

"You okay?"

Marco smiles, "bad news, bitch."

I clutch the bowl tighter, "Stop calling her that."

"I am not a damsel in distress. I'll defend myself." Althea shook off the ache in her stomach and stood up. "My mom's coming over."

Marco ignored Alastair. "You did steal that bag, I know it."

I think for a moment. I got milk on her floor. I instantly move towards the kitchen, grabbing a sponge, and clean it up, placing the bowl back onto the table.

"Is she hot?" Marco didn't remember drinking any alcohol before he got there.

Althea turns to Marco. "You're revolting."

"Yes." I continue, rubbing the floor, "Yeah I stole a bag. But it wasn't hers. I got it from a chick with darker skin and shorter hair. She was also a little younger lookin'. Either way, it wasn't her." I slowly stand back up, "So who the hell is she? Also, put the spoon in the sink. Don't be a dick."

Marco shrugs, "That's great."

(He was talking to Althea.)
Marco enters the kitchen and chucks the spoon into the sink. He walks up to Alastair, "there. I'm not a dick."

Althea remembered why they'd come in the first place. "Alright, you two hide out in my office and find out anything you can until my mom leaves, yeah?"

"Yeah. Yeah, it is great cause that means that something stupid is happening, to do with that chick, the other chick, and this bag. Which means I'm now apart of something stupid, which I really can't be apart of cause I'm trying to get away from anything that can get me on tv or in the spotlight again sin-… Yeah. It's great. Look I'm tired, and her Mum is coming. So just do as she says."

"Y-yeah okay." I walk into the kitchen with the bowl, placing it into the sink. "Where's the office?"