Timothy gazed at you, his eyes focused on you as he walked towards you.

Your forehead creased when he stopped in front of you and offered a wallet. Your eyes then widened when it looked like yours.

You checked your pocket and there was no sign of your wallet. You looked at him with your forehead creased. "You stole it?!"

His brows furrowed at your accusation. "What?" He ts-ked. "Your wallet fell when you bumped into me earlier, don't accuse me like it's my fault."