HxH Headcanons and Scenarios

Chrollo x powerful thief reader <3

SOooo I lowkey avoided/forgot? about this for a bit. I am a horrible procrastinator sorry.  I had also planned on working to improve my writing while I wasnt working on this book and watched like half of a video on how to improve writing watpad stories and then decided i was already good enough at it. Because if there is one thing I have its audacity. But I lowkey think I slayed this time like dont let the way this authors note is writen throw you off. I think this is some of my best which might not be sayijng a lot but ya know TT. ALso do you guyus spell it watpadd or wattpad i like totally forgot there were two ts

After sneaking into an first class mafia party you slid past the large mass of people and into a vacant hallway. Your heels clicked against the expensive marble floors as you briskly made your way through the mansion you had spent days mapping out. You were heading to a small room in the furthest corner of the residence tucked away and safely guareded from those who wished to steal the contents concealed inside. 

You were taking a big risk. Everyone knew the mansion held the pricely antiques, but no one dared to attempt a heist. I mean who would be bold enough to mess with mafia elites? You. And the Phantom Trouope. That was where your probelms lied. You had the utmost confidence in your skills, and fully believed you could the Phantom Troupe if you found yourself going up against them. But isnt that what everyone says before they are defeated? Why would you engage in a fight you thought you were going to lose? It was too late to back out now though. Leaving now would be a waste after all your preparation. 

As you approached the end of the hallway, your destination just around the corner, you began to feel more hopeful. But as you turned the corner it felt as if you had just been slapped. The small smile that had been tugging on your lips instantly dissappearing as you took in your situation. The guards stationed in front of the had been murdered. Their bodies laid on the floor with decapitated heads laying just a few feet in front of them. You had to think quickly. You knew there were two possibilities- Either the troupe had already stolen the merchandise and there was none left, or they were behind that door and if you played your cards right you could still leave this place with something. It felt as if your head was  pounding and kept repeating the phrase "Is it worth your life?"

Your thoughts were cut short by the sound of multiple shoes tapping against the marble and heading your way. Without thinking fully, you carefully opened twisted the knob of the door and slipped inside. Your mouth opened as your eyes scanned the room. It was almost like something from a movie. The room was almost entirely filled with gold items of all sorts. Expensive watches, furniture, coins, and jewelry filled your eyes. Ready to start collecting the items, you were stopped by a tall black figure standing off to the side. He had noticed you since you walked in the room, but only watched not saying a word. You didnt need any introduction though, you knew who he was. (Its Chrollo lol) 

"Uhhh can I help you?"

(Is this story too long? It feels too long. Is it dragging on? someone tell me pls give me feedback TT Im writing this at 12 am w school tmrw. My search bar literally says "impirtant synionymsaa" help i hate writing dialogue sososossososossososososososos much. I dialogue has one hater its me if no hatters im dead. I hatve math hw n it took so logn I gave up.where is justice. sometimes i read my stories on my phone to see if the formatting looks right because i write on my laptop. also eeyaeas. its 12 am im at 620 words lets see how far i can get in just tonight.) I can hear mmy electronics in their sockets omg)do you think Crhollo says slay?)))

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