“Cut it out.” Vi said gruffly, giving you that stern look of hers.

You pleaded for her to take you on a robbery. You had been pestering her for weeks, and she had been denying you each and every time. But it was no use, you were too stubborn. You wanted to prove him that you're capable. Wanted for her to look at you as more than just someone to babysit. However, Vi was not particularly pleased with this idea. She rubbed the bridge of her nose wearily, sighing. Then the teen looked back at you with sharp eyes.

“I said. You're not coming. Didn't I make myself clear?” She grumbled, towering over you, making an attempt to sound intimidating. You didn't back away, and that was one of the things Vi always admired you for, but it also bugged her a lot at the moment. You had too much courage for your own good. She didn't want you to get hurt.

“This isn't up for discussion.”