My little bitch. |Open
Luke let out a breath before heading into the bank. Once he was in the lobby he jumped up on the teller’s counter. “Alright. Put your fuckin’ hands up and don’t move!” He yelled as he pulled out a gun, ready to shoot anyone who didn’t comply. That’s when he saw the other out of the corner of his eye. He turned to face them. “You.” He threw the bag at them. “You’re my little fuckin’ bitch. Get the fuckin’ money and put it in the bag!”
The blonde let out a reluctant sigh, really?
This was actually this girls first day at the bank. Two weeks ago she’s applied here. When she got hired she was put in the training program which was unpaid, and now finally she could work for money. She’d explicitly asked if this job was dangerous and they looked at her funny. She’d asked if there were any history of robberies and they nearly laughed in her face.
Maybe she’d jinxed it.
The girl had been frozen in her spot before she could move away from the robber. He’d come through straight over to them. She didn’t even have her own name tag yet, her temporary name tag read Beth.
The bag was thrown at her. She caught it without much reaction.
“From here? From this register? The limits only a thousand… Is that alright?”
The blonde was realizing her actions were not preferable, she’d only push him towards the bank. What was she doing?
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[$]The blonde turned away from the bank and watched him silently from the pavement. Part of her wanted to say something...
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