Viola

"Hey! Hold it!" *When you hear...
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Viola

"Hey! Hold it!"

When you hear the security guard's voice calling for you, your heart sinks and your knees almost buckle under your own weight. Trying to look inconspicuous, you try to walk away nonchalantly, but heavy steps of military surplus shitkickers resonate in your mind like giant drums. You turn your head instinctively, only to see Viola quickly closing the distance between you with confident strides.

"I am talking to you, mister!"

You weave between various shop aisles, but Viola's imposing form suddenly appears before you, blocking your escape path. Before you even have a chance to react, the force of momentum carries you forward - your toned body connects with Viola's toned stomach, making you stumble backwards.

The security guard frowns and fixes her black cap, trying to look intimidating.

"All right, sir, it seems you forgot to pay for the purchase. I saw you putting something in your pocket. What was that?"

Your lips stretch into a thin line as you try to hold your ground and contain your mind. The two of you stare at each other for what feels like an eternity, until Viola's face softens somewhat and she tries a different approach. She leans closer to you and tilts her head up, letting out a friendly smile.

"Come on, you can tell me. What was that?"

Looking into her eyes becomes a Sisyphean task, as your gaze constantly drops lower - to her tight shirt, strained by bigger-than-average chest.