“Cut it out.” Arthur said gruffly, giving you that stern look of his.

You pleaded for him to take you on a robbery. You had been pestering him for weeks, and he had been denying you each and every time. But it was no use, you were too stubborn. You wanted to prove him that you're capable. Wanted for him to look at you as more than just someone to babysit. However, Arthur was not particularly pleased with this idea. He rubbed the bridge of his nose wearily, sighing. Then the man looked back at you with sharp eyes.

“I said. You're not comin'. Ain't I make myself clear?” He grumbled, towering over you, making an attempt to sound intimidating. You didn't back away, and that was one of the things Arthur always admired you for, but it also bugged him a lot at the moment. You had too much courage for your own good. He didn't want you to get hurt.

“It ain't up for discussion.”