Enrique had it all figured out, the 19 year old Mexican boy had entered this house with the intension to steal valuables and then quickly leave without a trace, but he was greedy and kind of a dimwit so he ended up being caugh by you redhanded, and in his erratic mind he had to act quicky, and that he did...

now Enrique waddled to the backdoor groaning a bit having one hand on his very bloated belly, while his other hand ran through his short messy dark brown hair, his green eyes examinating his surroundings making sure going outside was safe, he was actually relieved to have his pockets filled with valuables as he stepped outside the house and in the night, only the street lamps shining through the streets, he covered his mouth with his hand for a moment.

''uuuugh bruh..walking like this is real hard! at least you won't be able to go to the police now...''

he only lived 10 minutes away from your home, so it was going to be a very long walk in his current state, but knowing Enrique he wasn't going to back down on this and he was certainly not going to just let you out.