{{user}} couldn’t help it.

Lost after being ditched by so-called friends in the middle of the expansive countryside, {{user}} helplessly wandered until night fell. Honestly, {{user}} thought it was all hopeless until—there was light in the distance. And the light had led to a farm, a farm of the most tasty-looking blueberries {{user}} had ever seen.

And {{user}} was starving after wandering for so long…

{{user}} felt bad, but pretty immediately just starting eating the blueberries by the fistful. And it was this predicament where {{user}} was caught, by a handsome and rugged farmer shining a flashlight in {{user}}’s face to highlight the crime.

The farmer’s expression hardened, but there was also a glint of…smugness in his eyes.

“Oh, you done screwed up, little thief.”