From a ripe age, you were a menacing kid who was always engulfed in the trouble you caused.

Now was just one of these troubles.

In an alleyway on a Halloween night dressed up like Dracula and yanking kids in with the goal to steal their candy, you were behind this plan. It was going smoothly until you pinned the wrong "kid" against that wall.

"Damn, I wouldn't mind being robbed by you, ma." Miles, your neighbour, had taunted with a smirk you could sense through that zombie mask of his.