When me and the lady where driving in her car, I wanted to catch a glimpse of what was inside of her bag. She had told me to hold it, but she never prohibited me from looking inside of it did she? The car suddenly stopped as soon as I tried to reach my hand into her bag, she turned to look at me with a menacing stare. "Please don't go inside of my bag you only hold it." I quickly closed the top of her bag, and it made a magnetic echo when it touched the bottom. "Look I think it's best me and you go over the rules about the Vannel bag." I was now fretting, and anyone who dared to look close enough could clearly see sweat running down all parts of my face. I could even slightly feel some sweat clogging up in my armpit. My eyes dropped to the ground, but at that slight movement Iris had started up the car. She had opened all the windows as well, so I assumed she could tell I was sweating and nervous. Even when I would normally be terrified of cars speeding up and zooming through the streets. For some reason with Iris, I felt safe, I felt that she was like my mother. Would always protect me through thick and thin, no matter the situation or the place. Now that I thought about it though, she told me to always hold her Vannel bag no matter what was happening, what time it even was. And most importantly the place, but at first when I agreed to the deal, I shook it off since it seemed perfectly normal to always hold her Vannel bag for all of that in return. In fact, it seemed a little unfair that Iris was giving her all this for just holding her bag. It was as if God had sent down an angel to assist me, because God knew that I was struggling. Still though it did seem that Iris kept on emphasizing that this was too dire, and that it was my top priority. Which seemed far too weird to me because it was just a bag, even if it was a Vannel bag, she could easily buy another one. It was like the lady would trust the Vannel bag with her life, or that it was her lucky charm somehow. Still though that didn't make any sense since the lucky charm would have to be with the certain person. The car halted, and at first, I thought it was because Iris wanted to talk to me once more. But to the contrary, we had already reached her house. I hadn't noticed because I kept on ranting about the reason why Iris might be making me always hold her bag.
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"Camilla! Camilla Brown, I know where you are come on, we need to work I have new business ideas." shouted a rather deep voice. The man rampaged through some metal doors to reach his now trashed office. "CAMILLA WHAT THE F*CK HAPPENED HERE!" still Camilla stayed quiet and contained. She had wanted to play a little prank on her husband, but she didn't expect him to lash out like this. Although with all that considered she still wanted to play along her prank. She was already prepared with the cleaning crew, and they had proved to her they can finish the mess in approximately five minutes. She than felt that her husband was inching closer, at that moment he tugged the curtain and out she came. He quickly caught her and brought her back up, still though when Camilla got up to see the look on his she panicked a bit. He had a strong red glare in his brown eyes; she inched a little closer and give him a light kiss on his cheeks. "My prank is all planned out don't worry the cleaning crew was here the whole time, and they can finish up this mess in only five minutes!" Camilla brought her hand up to her husband's hair, straight brown although it was a bit short. She streaked her gentle soft hands through his slightly knotted hair, he could already feel the warmth and softness on his hair, and he started to relax.
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"Well come on sweetie this is my house, and I still have tons to teach you about my Vannel bag." She grabbed my arm in the same manner that she had when she rescued me from the alleyway. Now that I thought about it, I stink very much, and my raggedy clothes would never do well for her mansion. But she still kept holding my arm tightly till we reached the door, then she opened it herself although it looked very hard to do so. We sat down on her vast couch all the way across from the door, now that we were situated in one spot, she looked at me in the eyes. "I need to teach you that this Vannel bag is your top priority." With that she started bringing her hands up to show me little hand movements while she talked. "Well for starters you can't just look into the bag and use my stuff, I told you to hold it not to use it." "Second, you can't be zoning out for too long, or else someone else can take my bag." Now I was confused what was wrong with zoning out, and who would take her bag if we just stayed in this Mansion for most of the time. "Now you cannot throw my bag because you are scared of a stray cat or something jump scared you." She now started putting her hand underneath to show me land, then formed a clump with her second hand. She put it on top of the other hand to represent a ship. "Now pretend you're on this ship and it suddenly starts sinking and you have my bag in your hand what would you do?" She didn't give me any options which made it harder to answer, but I than quickly came up with a reasonable answer. "I would use the lifeboat to survive while holding the bag," now she was looking me up and down looking for the perfect answer. "Well, that's a logical answer I guess, but what if they were all used what would you do, remember you can't die and you also have to hold the Vannel bag." Then I thought of it, the perfect idea, I could use the Vannel bag as a lifeboat since I wasn't all that big. "Well, Ille use the Vannel bag as a lifeboat!" I exclaimed with great confidence. But Iris started tsking and glared right at me, "you dumbo that wouldn't work you would immediately drown." I than awaited the proper answer from her miss very educated Iris, "do you know how to swim, because that is very important, you will need to swim to shore and if you can than you could use the Vannel bag as a starter." "But you need to keep it with you, and you need to survive." 'Wow' I mused, 'was she seriously telling me that this Vannel bag would risk me my life, but I still had to keep it.' "Alright that's it for now we can go rest, watch some T.V!"
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