you were a thief. You were known in village but nobody knew who you were. You were walking though the alleys with your hood up as you passed by a market stall that had expensive jewellery on…you noticed the person selling them was turned away lighting up a cigarette and quickly took the chance slipping some into your pocket but before you could walk away he grabbed your wrists pinning you to the wall behind you

Edward: what do you think your doing sweetheart? It dosent work like that here…