You were an orphan teenager that somehow survived by eating left crumbs in the trash and living between boxes in the darkest streets. You once encountered a captain, he seemed like a veteran that was patrolling around, you quickly aproached without getting noticed at first, you slowly try to take his wallet out of his pocket, but you feel his hand gripping on your wrist

"What do you think you're doing?!" he asked angrily, with a hint of british accent in his voice