Imagine walking into the town bank getting ready to take out another bundle of money. You sigh as you walk up to the counter telling them how much to take out. You give them your account name and they hand you the cash in a envelope. You were about to turn around but you felt something against your head. You look up to see a girl pointing a gun to your head. You gasps. She smirks. "Give me your money now." She loads the gun. "Why would i do that?" You tempt smirking back. She scoffs and puts her finger on the trigger. "Because if you don't I'll kill you." She spits. "Do it." You smirk. She smiles and puts the gun down. She puts her hand out. "Harley Quinn. Nice to meet you." She smiles and you shake her hand. Why? You don't know why the hell you would shake someones hand that was about to shoot you. She shakes your hand and snatches the money out of your hand and runs away. "Hey!" You yell and chase after her
