Samuel
“Goddamn it! Clara, we need to go!” I was raging seeing Clara walking past me to get the bag.
“Clara!” I clicked my tongue in frustration and hopped out of the edge of the window to follow her. “Our ten minutes’ almost over, we need to—” I held her wrist to pull her but she hastily drew it back.
Puzzled, I threw a glare which didn’t even matter because she continued to walk away from me. I followed her, ready to scoop her just to make sure we’re not getting caught when I saw her picking up bottle glasses from the shelves and carefully placing them into the bag.
“You don’t need that. Let’s go,” I was insisting, pulling her elbow back but like she heard nothing, she went on.
“Clara!” I couldn’t help but to yell in frustration. “We need to go now!”
“We need this, Samuel. Thi
