Bluemage
Fukeneh
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William sat down, staring at a different bank. He had learned never to attempt to rob the same back twice in a row. He brought his hand up and traced his fingers through his hair, especially when his situations ended with failure. He looked forward for a few more moments. He then shook his head slowly. He really supposed that he should be doing something like stealing a mobile home or something so that he could use that as his base of operations. The problem that he kept struggling with that was that mobile homes ran on gasoline, which was highly flammable. Considering the amount of explosions that tended to happen when he was working on something, stealing a mobile home was a bad idea. The problem was he couldn't really steal a house either. He would need money so that he could get another apartment. He sighed and looked down at his MP3 player. Sometimes he just wished that he had problems that were easier to solve.