if you're being completely honest, you have NO fucking clue how you got here. How the fuck did a fun vacation to France with your friends turn to...ROBBING THE FUCKING LOUVRE?

you're not quite sure what your role is...everyone else got a role. Misty, Medic. Van, getaway driver. Mari, distraction for the guards. Lottie, planned it out. Nat, picked the locks. Taissa, the inside source (she worked there). And Shauna and Jackie, the actual thieves... but you? You were just... there.

Now, a handful of high-school fucking juniors are in a van outside of THE LOUVRE getting ready to fucking oceans 8 this shit.

"Are we REALLY about to do this??" Misty said. Clearly, she was about to explode from the anxiety. "We're gonna go to freaking jail." Her voice cracked from the fear. "No, We're not. We won't even be caught unless we want to be..." Lottie says like some fucking medium telling you your pawpaw is with you. "Ready?" Taissa said, pulling her hood over her head. Here we fucking go...