Carnivals and fairs were some of Micah's favorite things... because they were usually packed with people who kept their money in shallow pockets or were too busy trying to keep track of their kids to keep track of their cash.  It was rare that he was able to actually buy a decent meal but the people around here made it pretty simple to snag a wallet almost in plain sight with no one the wiser.  Usually the most perceptive ones were the nosy ass kids who liked to stare at him... probably because he pretty much always looked like he had climbed out of a dumpster.

Not today, though.  It's not like he was perfectly showered and spotless but he had managed to snag a carnival themed t-shirt from one of the merchandise stands and grabbed a black hoodie that someone had draped over the handlebar of a stroller, left unattended while he changed a little one's diaper on a bench.  It was still spring so it was warm, but breezy, which to Micah was excuse enough to zip up the jacket and have the hood pulled up.  He kept his head down and his face mostly hidden from view, even now as he scarfed down the corn dog he had bought with stolen cash.

As he leaned there against the side of the food truck, enjoying what was probably his first decent meal in over a week, his attention was caught by a girl at a nearby game booth who had a couple of younger kids with her.  He watched her quietly, finishing the corn dog and tossing the wrapper into the trash as he nonchalantly eased closer.  Micah couldn't help but smile a little as the booth operator handed her a massive purple teddy bear.  He couldn't imagine having to drag that thing around... But this just made it easier on him because she had a feeling she would be too overburdened with that thing to even notice if he tried to swipe something from her.

He started towards her, wanting to be careful not to actually knock down one of the younger kids so he pretended to not be looking where he was going and bumped right into her.  Quickly he looked at her, his eyes wide as he raised one hand up defensively, the other very casually going behind his back out of sight so she wouldn't see that he now held her wallet in his grasp.  "Sorry!  Didn't see you there..." he said, easing back away from her slowly, ready to make his getaway.

By the time she realized that the wallet was gone, Micah had already turned to disappear in the crowd.  But then he heard her yell after him and he took off in a run, barely glancing behind him to see how close she was as he pushed his way through the crowd of people.  He was careless about it, shoving people out of the way and he probably knocked down more than one child or elderly person in the process.  But this was his life.  This was what he had to do to survive.

His training in parkour came in handy as he jumped up onto one of the gaming booth counters, climbing and dashing and leaping from one surface to another (and smacking that lever on the dunk tank in the process, much to the delight of a small crowd of little ones).  He was gaining distance from the girl, and he grinned to himself as he was sure that he was about to get away with whatever she had in her wallet.  Honestly, he wasn't even sure that she had much in the way of cash... most likely ride tickets.  Ride tickets that she probably intended to spend on those little kids who were with her.

The weight of guilt formed a sinking feeling in Micah's stomach.  It wasn't something he usually experienced.  It caught him off guard for sure.  And that was probably the reason that he misjudged the distance for that jump toward the ferris wheel.  He had intended to climb his way to the top, or close to it, just to buy himself enough time to count the spoils, but the jump was too short and he went tumbling onto the concrete, the wallet sliding from his hand and skidding across the asphalt as her rolled twice before landing flat on his face.