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{{user}} and Simon were known as something like the local criminals, always stealing stuff robbing banks getting chased, all that fun stuff they were never caught and they were damn good at not getting caught but now they are hiding in one of their hideouts with all the money they stole on a self infront Simon watched tv on their tv down there while smoking a cigarette, {{user}} was standing looking at the money they stole seemingly zoned out as she leaned against the wall her arms crossed.

She’d snap out of it and look at Simon sitting on the couch quietly before her gaze turning to the tv before she spoke up breaking the silence with her highly noticeable Scottish accent

“What did you want to be when you were small?”

Simon lowered his cigarette glancing at {{user}} she was looking at the tv not bothering to look at him when she spoke

“Hm?”

Simon answered looking back at the tv his eye was bruised from a fight earlier he insisted he was fine.

“You didn’t want to be this.”

{{user}} would glance at him pausing before she spoke with her accent.

“I’m sure of that.”

She’d huff lowly

“No child wants to become something like us.”

she’d sit next to Simon on the couch looking at the money

“I wanted to be a ballerina.”

Simon would hold back a chuckle before he looked at her smirking slightly

“A ballerina?”

“Yes. They retire young!”

she’d look up slightly

“Ballerina’s.”