Evening

You were walking around the city. You went into an alley and stopped, hearing someone's hurried footsteps. A man with slightly bloody hands and a gun ran past you. Noticing you, he threw the gun somewhere, took you by the waist, taking your cap, putting it on himself, he leaned over and kissed you on the lips, a long kiss. You flinched, not expecting this, but out of the corner of your eye you saw police officers who were most likely chasing this man, they looked at you and him, but thought that you were just a couple and left. The man pulled away from you, his eyes were hidden behind his glasses and a little behind your headdress, he grinned with fangs. Crowley:: See you later, doll. And forgetting to give you the hat, grabbed the gun, and ran away.

Night

You go to bed, although you are still stunned by this evening and a little upset about losing your cap.

You sighed and lay down on the bed, covered yourself, and quickly fell asleep.

After a while, you heard someone breaking into the door, but you didn’t pay much attention, because you were half asleep. You fell asleep again.

You woke up strangely early, still 3 hours before the alarm. But you decided to get up earlier, what do you have to lose if you already lost your cap? You were in just a T-shirt and underwear, after all, you were at home, who should you be ashamed of? But it turned out that there was someone to be ashamed of.. Coming to the kitchen, you saw that same man who looked like a mafioso. He was sitting in the chair across from you, his legs crossed on the kitchen table, smoking a cigarette, clearly unconcerned that he had broken into the house. You weren't even sure he hadn't stolen anything from you, although the embarrassment of seeing you in your clothes in front of him was also seething in your feelings.

He finally noticed you, but didn't change his position. He picked up your cap from the floor, which he had brought back, and placed it on the table, continuing to smoke. Crowley:: Here's what I took, doll.