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"Get outta here, thief!" I yelled at the guy who stole my bag earlier this day. "You don't own this park so you can't get rid of me!" The thief hissed as he rolled his eyes on me and walked away. "Finn and your company were looking for you. Where's your phone? They were calling you." Mister Rollins told me.

"The battery drained. Baron used it to play games." I answered. "I owe my future to you, Mister Rollins. I know a simple 'thank you' wasn't enough for you so what would you like me to do? A threat? A gift? Anything you like" I uttered to him as I hugged my bag. "Nah, I'm not a man like you thought." He shook his head and wore the coat he picked up from the grass.

"Actually, I want you to answer this honestly, do you have a photo of someone inside your bag?" Mister Rollins randomly asked. I get a little bit nervous and curious about his question. "I have a photo of my first best friend, I also have a picture of me together with my family-----" "What about Sasha? Do you have a photo of her?" He asked as he rudely cut me off. I couldn't help but frown but I hide that expression. "Hmmm yes, I do have" I fake my smile.

His eyes suddenly became wider and interested. "Really? Where? Lemme see it!" He excitedly exclaimed as he put his hands on my shoulders. I nodded. "Give it to me!" He shrieked out. "It was on my phone but just like what I said, my phone is lowbat." "Whuaaat! No! I don't believe you! You're just hiding it from me! Come' on! Lemme see it!" Mister Rollins pouted as he put his palm on his hip. "I'm not lying. It was on my phone. I'll just send it to your twitter account when my phone is alive." I calmly stated. He pouted his lips once again, glaring at me.

"Hand me your bag, and I'll search for it." He commands. "Mister Rollins, you can't---" He cut me off with his hissed. "Don't you trust me?" He furrowed his brows, straightly looking into my eyes. "Don't you trust the man who beat the thief who stole your bag? Don't you trust the man who lets you get inside the cinema to watch your favorite movie? Don't you trust me?" He questioned seriously. "Besides, I came from a wealthy clan so I don't mind stealing your wallet or whatsoever, alright?" Mister Rollins added. "Okay, okay! You're absolutely correct" I sighed and handed him my bag. "Oooh yes! Sasha's photo, here I come!" A big smile grew on his face as he sat down on the grass.

"Where is the photo?" He mumbled while rummaging the things inside my bag like a hyena. "As I told you before, it's on my phone." I rolled my eyes. He picked up a picture inside my wallet and he kept staring at it. "Who is this?" He asked me, pointing the picture as his brow furrowed. "That's me," I told him as he pointed my old photo. "Tell me the truth, who is this little girl in the picture." He doubts me. "It's me. That's not Sasha, that's not my best friend, that's not my Mom, that's ME" I assured him. Mister Rollins looked up to me. "Then I already met you before?"