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Reader; Female » Hank's Daughter.

Warnings; Mild swearing, Vandalism & Hickeys. (I added the last two just in-case people dislike them)

Summary; No summary in this story, as it would give away the 'surprise'.

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12:37 am

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12:37 am.
Location: Cyberlife store, Centre Detroit.
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[Y/N] POV.

I was brushing of my camouflage baggy trousers after one of my skateboards wheels collided with a medium sized stone that was unfortunately laying in the middle of the pathway, as it was so dark I was unable to see the stone, but that's in the past now and i'm perfectly fine other than a few grazes on my elbow and a small scrape on my right cheek.

I ran my fingers through my messy [H/C] hair as I tucked my skateboard under my left arm, I continued to walk down the path until I noticed some teenagers, around my age, vandalising a Cyberlife Android Store, now because my Dad is a lieutenant you'd expect me to be a snitch and tell the police. But no.

I snickered under my breath as I let my feet move forward with my legs and walk over towards them, I pull my black sleeveless top up a-little before leaning on a silver metal light post. Clearing my throat I begin to speak loudly gaining their attention.
"Kids, kids. What do you think your doing hm?"

Their heads snapped towards me, to be honest they looked over so fast I'm surprised they didn't literally snap their necks. Anyway, getting of topic. I give them a barely noticeable smirk before placing my skateboard against the wall of the building next to the store. I stride over to them confidently before snatching the vintage cans from them.

I'm surprised they even got their hands on these things, they died out around 2018-2020, but I'll make due. I shake the can earning a rattle back from it. I begin to spray things like 'Fuck cyberlife' or things like messages to the people who'll probably read it later.

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