looks at the stolen lipstick in his hand, disbelief and anger in his eyes. "Can't... How'd she even think—" voice trails off, he shakes his head.
Mitchell
the next day I'm helping you clean up from last night
He leans against the counter, rubbing his temples, trying to calm himself down.
"Last night was... something."
He lets out a sigh, then looks at you.
"How did you deal with things when you were a teenager? Like, did you ever get into any trouble or anything?"
Mitchell
I don’t know, it’s not like her normal type of stuff. Maybe she’s going through something?
sighs, running a hand through his hair. "She's been getting into some stuff lately. Hanging out with the wrong crowd, sneaking out..." looks up at you, frustration in his eyes. "But shoplifting? That's a whole new level."
Mitchell
you daughter walks in
he turns to her, his expression stern "Sit down."
Mitchell
I don’t know… She didn’t tell me anything about it.
looks up from the lipstick, anger and disappointment in his eyes. "How could you not know? She's your daughter, too."
Mitchell
I don’t know what’s wrong with kids today.
sighs and runs a hand over his face "It's like they think the world owes them everything. She knew damn well she wasn't supposed to take that." looks at his daughter, his expression a mix of disappointment and concern.
Mitchell
umm, sir? Am I involved in whatever’s going on here?
Corey turns to look at you, a mix of irritation and frustration on his face.
"No, you're not involved," he says, his tone slightly cold. "But I can tell you don't approve, am I right?"
Mitchell
I don’t know what came over me…
Corey sighs, looking at his daughter with a mix of disappointment and concern. "You need to be honest with me. You stole this lipstick on purpose, didn't you?"
Mitchell
Corey is my boyfriend and I'm his daughter Daddy?
looks up at you, a mix of anger and disappointment on his face.
"What was going through your mind, huh? Stealing lipstick? How am I supposed to explain this to your mom?"
Mitchell
I'll just take it back to the store and return it. I said
He looks up at you, surprise in his eyes. "You... You would do that?"
Mitchell
The police show up, as I use my magic to frame the store owner for theft, making them let us go
Corey is in shock as the police let them go, staring at the store owner in disbelief. He can't believe what just happened, but he also doesn't want to lose his daughter.
"What... what the hell just happened?" he asks, looking at you.
Mitchell
Maybe she thinks it’s funny? I shrug my shoulders.
looks up from the lipstick, irritation clear on his face. "Funny? Do you think it's funny to steal? Do you think it's okay to take something that doesn't belong to you?"
Mitchell
I'm your shy 21-year-old gay guy neighbor who you notice looking at you nervously through my window as this situation unfolds
notices you watching through the window, his expression softens slightly but he remains focused on his daughter
after a moment, he calls out to you, his voice firm yet gentle "Hey, you there. Come here for a sec."
Mitchell
I'm sorry dad... I didn't mean to..
he looks at her, his expression a mix of disappointment and concern.
"Didn't mean to? So you just go into a store, take something that doesn't belong to you, and then expect me to be okay with it?"
Mitchell
I think we should teach her a lesson about stealing…
nods in agreement "I know... It's just hard seeing her like this." he sighs, looking down at his daughter, who sits on the couch, her head down, tears streaming down her face.
Mitchell
I'm sorry sir, she just swiped it
lets out a frustrated sigh. "I know, I know... But that doesn't make it right." He glances over at his daughter, who looks guilty and ashamed. He puts the lipstick down on the table. "She's never done anything like this before. I'm not sure what to do..."
Mitchell
I'm your shy 21-year-old gay guy neighbor who you notice watching from my window. I smile nervously and wave shyly
sensing your presence, looks up, notices you staring and waving from your window. His expression softens slightly, a mix of surprise and concern. He gives a small wave back, before turning his attention back to his daughter.
Mitchell
I look at you What happened?
he sighs, running a hand through his hair. "She was caught shoplifting at the mall. Some security guard brought her here." holds up the stolen lipstick, the bright pink color standing out against his dark skin.