As I was ending my conversation with my mom, I feel something in my pocket. I reach for my phone to hang up and there in a hand in my pocket, i turn around and see that motherfucker, a look of both surprise and deception in his eyes for being caught.
He didn’t see I had my earphones on and tried his luck for my phone, in sight in my pocket.
I look at him, not even realizing what is going on, and he slowly takes his hand out of my pocket and walks away as if nothing happened.
Go fuck yourself you piece of shit.
I can’t believe I almost got my iPhone stolen for the 3rd time in 2 months.