I. Criminology students pickpocket {S. 1}

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Authors note: It will be a pretty slow burn fanfic and there won't be any real horror, action or gore until the 7th chapter

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Authors note: It will be a pretty slow burn fanfic and there won't be any real horror, action or gore until the 7th chapter. The first few chapters are prologues! It will all make sense once you start connecting the dots. Thanks for reading!

Cw: swear words, cursing, stealing, pickpocketing, therapy,

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Cw: swear words, cursing, stealing, pickpocketing, therapy,

Cw: swear words, cursing, stealing, pickpocketing, therapy,

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SEASON 1

A rainy October day.
The kind of rain that fell from the sky like flour.
The kind of rain that made you feel like your body is enveloped in it.
That's the kind of weather that Y/n could only title as "worst pain in the arse weather."
and after that say "I feel like a wet dog".
Even tho you were mostly pessimistic about the rain, it also made you feel... safe?
It felt like an uncomfortable wet blanket. But an uncomfortable wet blanket is better than no blanket at all. right?

Not watching your step you oh so clumsily bumped into someone.

"Watch your step." The person in the red flannel shirt said. They sounded rather grumpy and smelled of cigarettes and cheap aftershave. Honestly you didn't blame him for sounding like he had a stick up his ass.
After all it was a shit day, shit weather and overall a shitty Monday.

  After all it was a shit day, shit weather and overall a shitty Monday

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