♡ burned out flames should never re-ignite
but i thought you might ♡
I was Loki and I had a job at an old antique shop run by a middle aged single father trying to support his daughter. The shop was located in a shopping mall and a mob boss was after the owner because he owed them money. I kept stealing all the antique knives off the shelves so I could stab the mob boss with them.
At some point, my mom showed up and started yelling at me so I tried to get away from her, but instead I slammed into the sliding glass door (I thought it was open) and broke my arm. When I asked her to take me to the hospital she said she wanted to go shopping first and left.