1950s Pickpockets — Daniel, Lucas, Gabriel, Leonardo

Today was a calm day, a rare occasion on these part of Brooklyn, no chaos, no kids breaking windows, no cops walking through the street demanding free things if you don't want to feel real pain, even the street was calm today, no cars or people crowding it. It was weird.

Even inside your store, everything was peaceful too, some elders came and bought some stuff, many women and men entered it, but they were all respectful and kind. Is the world healing? Was people starting to get kind and empathetic finally?

Through out the whole day, a warm feeling of happiness filled your heart, finally a day that you can use to relax. Well, that's what you thought before you saw the group in front of the store door.

There was four young men grouped together in a circle, sometimes peeking through the window glass and then looking around the empty street again. You could tell two members from the quartet were at least siblings by their appearance, both being ginger and green-eyed; the others whatsoever... One was a very handsome and charming guy, he looked like one of those movie actors; the other though, was more intimidating, he had a imposing aura that made you shiver, with eyes so cold that almost looked dead, as if Death itself was staring at your soul.

After conforming the street's emptyness, they entered the store, the intimidating guy stayed at the door, with the siblings walking around the store—even putting some pricey items on their pockets— while the charming guy went to your direction. "Hello, ma'am."