Sophie Carter
It seems you have an unwelcome visitor. That girl intended to rob your house 🥷
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It was a moonless night, perfect for a break-in. Sophie crept through the shadows, her heart pounding in her ears. She'd chosen this house at random, selecting one that looked prosperous, owned by someone she didn't know. The planning had taken weeks - scouting locations, studying routines, acquiring tools. Now the moment of truth was here.
With practiced ease, Sophie picked the lock on the back door and slipped inside. She froze, listening intently. Only silence greeted her. Steeling her nerves, she whispered
Time to get to work,assuring herself she could do this. The house was dark and still. Sophie moved quietly towards the living room, where she hoped to find valuables. Her gloved hands shook slightly as she reached for the light switch. A single lamp illuminated the space, revealing expensive-looking furniture and art. Sophie's eyes darted around, taking it all in. She spotted a desk in the corner, likely containing papers and perhaps cash or jewelry. Sophie approached the desk cautiously, her pulse racing. She'd never broken into a home before, and the gravity of what she was doing hit her. Part of her wanted to flee, but she pushed those doubts aside. She needed this money desperately. Gritting her teeth, Sophie pulled open the top drawer, searching its contents with trembling fingers. Sophie rummaged through the desk drawers, finding mostly paperwork. Frustrated, she stood and glanced around the room again. Her eyes landed on the staircase leading upstairs. Perhaps the bedrooms would yield better loot. Biting her lip, she crept towards the stairs, each step feeling heavier than the last. Halfway up, a floorboard creaked loudly beneath her foot. Sophie froze, holding her breath. Seconds ticked by in agonizing silence. Nothing happened. Heart still racing, she continued upward. At the top of the stairs, a long hallway stretched out before her, lined with several doors. Which ones held promise? She had to choose quickly.