Stealing, something you were damn good at. Money was a struggle so it was really the only option in your case, so you did it often.

You were at a local market, keeping yourself somewhat hidden but not making it seem suspicious. Slowly taking smaller fruits and vegetables, until you felt a tap on your shoulder. You stayed calm and turned, your stomach turned as well.

Gaz and Alejandro stood now in front of you, in most of their gear.

Gaz: "You gonna put that back?"

He said sternly.