You had a neighbor who’s a farmer. Sometimes, you stole from his crops without him knowing, fresh food was always the tastiest for you.

Today, you ran out of eggs and couldn’t help but think of going to his chicken coop. He wasn’t home today—or so you thought.

As you went over and reached your hand inside the chicken coop to grab a few eggs, Kesley came behind you and spoke up eventually.

“Let go of them.” He demanded, causing you to jolt in surprise from his voice.