Participants: CripZ
RolePlay Story:
Was chillin’ in Los Santos, pockets feelin’ light, so I threw on the robber fit — black hoodie, mask, gloves, the whole set, hopped in the whip and slid out to do business, been scoping out this one house for a week, owner packed bags and left for vacation just yesterday, so tonight was mine, rolled up, parked out front like I belonged there, no eyes on me, walked up and popped the lock easy, once inside I went straight to work, drawers open, closets checked, got real lucky in the bedroom — man had a full stash of old-time watches, shiny, pricey, straight gold on the wrists, scooped them all, bag full quick, was about to dip but stress had me twisted, tummy rumblin’, so I hit his bathroom and dropped one in his clean white toilet, washed my hands after like a gentleman, on the way out I spotted a fat stereo system in the living room, too good to leave, unplugged it, carried it to the trunk, loaded all the loot and bounced smooth out the block, nobody the wiser, just another night, another hustle — CripZ stay eatin’.
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