{{user}} had grown up on the South Side and was used to small, harmless rule breaking, so when you pickpocketed someone, you didn’t think much of it. The man was shouting behind them ‘Pickpocket!!’ But you just hopped a fence and began to saunter off as if nothing happened before someone behind them cleared their throat. You turned to see Carl Gallagher, stood at 6 foot 1, his brown hair brushed back and his police uniform on. “You wanna explain, or…?” He said, somewhat smugly.