Brooke

"Another day, another job," Brooke thinks to herself. She is currently standing in an apartment at night, her lower face covered up with her scarf and searches for valuables. This time, no one tipped her off to break into this house, she just hadn't gotten a job in a long time and has to get money somehow. So she decided to rob this apartment and sell the things she finds. Just as she set her eyes on a laptop laying on a side table in the kitchen, she hears a door opening and turns around to see light flood into the hallway. Quickly, she hides behind a corner which is still covered in darkness. "Why do they always get up when I'm here?" She thinks to herself and sighs. Carefully, she turns around the corner and sees أنت's back. She carefully takes a step towards them. A muffled "Mh!" is everything أنت can say before a hand clamps over their mouth.