Heist

Chapter 1

Okay so which one should I get today?

Wow okay so I shop for my art supplies all the time but its never this complicated, I mean what the hell, aarghhhh this is so annoying.

I walk over the second art shelf and strain up to see properly and damn! How many reds are there?!!

Sighing I just end up getting the cheapest bottle of red acrylic paint...cause who am I kidding I was definitely trying to impress the cute guy standing beside me by trying to seem like I am sophisticated with sooo many options.

Damn he really has a lovely behind .....

Hearing an annoyed cough, I look up and see Mr tall dark and handsome eyeing me with a very displeased look plastered on his face...

Ohh shit ! Did i say that out loud?

I guess i did.

"eehem, excuse me but are you talking to me?" He asked me, with that annoyed expression.

What's wrong with him?dude its just a compliment.....which I accidentally said out loud..remind me to slap myself later...

"Well , i guess so but you were not meant to hear that..." I grin sheepishly.

"umm..... I'll just go over to the tissue aisle....." I awkwardly move around him , wishing to just get swallowed by the ground.

Tissue aisle ? WTF

Finishing getting my art supplies, I make my way out of the store. Sighing , I mentally cringe at my mirror image that appears at a random shop window. I really should have at least put a little effort on my hair today. I literally resemble a crazy ass woman.

Well more than usual that is

I try taming my hair a little whilst trying not to drop everything in my hands.

Multi tasking baby,

but I guess I spoke too soon. Really need to stop with all this getting distracted business.

My right foot somehow tried to play footsie with my other foot and...

Hello stone hard pavement, you got me again , hahaha hilarious I could just die of amusement.

You'd think someone would stop to at least lend a hand or anything, but its a lot that happens in movies I guess. Wincing after seeing the bruise starting to form on my arm I get up and pick up my things. Making a beeline for my street.

"Hello handsome" I greet Bob the doorman,a wide grin plastered on my face.
"Sup creep" He shoots back. Fighting his own smile.

Bob was super chill, though he always thought he could be "hip" his words not mine. He had this weird toupee he wore, with a very questionable moustache that covered half his lower face. He was practically a sumo wrestler only fully clothed that is.

"Okay okay. Yeah I'm the creepy one fur ball" I smirk as I watch him scowl playfully.

"You love my toupee, Chichi, so don't hate on my beautiful self" His cocky self fires back. He loves his 'cool' talk as he would put it.

"Bob you're such a goof." I said to him chuckling.

I lazily hike up the stares, heading straight for my apartment door.Home sweet lonely. Letting out a sigh, I immediately think of my bestfriend and how much I miss that stupid face of his.

But I forget all those sad thoughts as soon as my little fuzzy furry super adorable puppy comes straight for me.

"Choco, awww I missed you sooo much, my sweet sugary high cholesterol baby, how was your day Chocolate?" I gush at the little four pawed angel.
You must be thinking this girl is insane, who names their pet Chocolate? Well I was partially not sober the day I got him, but this girl's lips are sealed.

Placing my bags on the floor, well more like throwing them, I head for the kitchen with Choco in my arms.
I place him gently on the floor, and open the pantry to get his biscuits. I get his dish and pour a generous potion, then slide the dish to him. He immediately attacks the biscuits. Awww exactly like me. I leave him alone then I head to my bedroom.

I walk in and am engulfed by darkness. I switch on the lights.Stripping out of my comfy sweater, I head over to my full length mirror and start taking off my converse. Damn I need a new pair of these.

My feet now shoeless, I stand up straight and stare at the girl who looks like she could never get enough of Marvel. My Thor Tshirt had a stain on it, probably nutella, I think to myself.

I'm not that short am I? I'm only 5 foot something..... at least thats what I tell myself. My hair needed some work. I have very thick, curly black hair, that only reaches my shoulders unless its straightened and I loved it. Maybe I should start working out,

nahhh I'm good...right??

Most people tell me how nice my body is but I think otherwise. I don't have an hour glass figure neither am I skinny, I guess I am somewhere between, with a big butt, a half flat stomach and a reasonable bust....and i look 'hip' in my meanest jeans. I love my dark skin and it has that Hazelnut chocolatey shine to it.
My eyes have that black colour but outlined with some hint of a chestnut like brown. My brother would always tease me about how weird my eyes are and I would fire back with an interesting colourful vocabulary.

I kinda miss that idiot , I might call him. Please note the sarcasm.....that douche would probably start asking me for money, not that I blame him. I would totally do the same anyways.

I decide to take a shower then maybe a movie later on.
I dread the walk to the bathroom, cause being completely honest...
... I hate showering....well and bathing too obviously, equal treatment here people !!

After thats done, I put on my sweats and my oversized Tshirt and settle on the bed. Choco comes in and I pick him up and we get snuggled on the bed. I switch on my laptop, pick a movie and a smirk plasters onto my face...

"Heeellooo, captain America....." I creepishly murmur.

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Only a filler chapter guys , nothing crazy happening yet. We're just getting a glimpse into Chichi's everyday life.

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