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 leuteniant with a skull balaclava on 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 you little fuck?!" he asked angrily, with a think british accent in his voice