Walking briskly down the street, Tilly kept her gaze infront of her, causually casting glances around her to see if she was being followed. She laughed to herself know that it was just her nerves of almost being caught in that house, they didn't see her, they won't even know that they had an intruder, that is until their children wanted to play with their Wii, or they decide to watch a movie. She started to feel the anxiety she felt after every home invasion. Shaking her head she scolded herself.<span style="font-style: italic">Relax your fine! They have no idea!</span><br/><br/>Making her way out of the resdiential district with her bag of goods, she found herself back on La Brea Ave. Taking in the smells of the street, she closed her eyes and took a breath, letting the smells and sounds of her "home" relax her. Opening her eyes she headed for the one of the many pawn shops that where located on La Brea. She learned within her first month living on the streets to never go to the same shop more than once in two months because they start to get suspicious. Brushing her long black hair with the fingers on her free hand to make herself look like a regular kid, not someone who spends their nights sleeping in an alley. She walked up to a store front and looked at herself in the window reflection. Frowning at herself she rolled her eyes and opened the door, making her way to the back of the store where things where pawned off.<br/><br/>She put her bag on the counter as the salesman eyed her up and down, then looked at her bag of stuff. "Do you want to sell or pawn?" He asked her in a bored voice. "Sell them please" She managed in the sweetest voice she could muster up. "We can give you $100 for the Wii, and ..... $8 per blue-ray, so your looking at $148 total" Looking at the Wii and blue-rays, she frowned<span style="font-style: italic">I could have gotten alot more at the other shops</span>she thought to herself. "Okay, great! Thank you" She smiled up at the salesman. "ID please" She grabbed her wallet and pulled out one of her many fake IDs and handed to him as he wrote down the information and handed her the cash.<br/><br/>Walking out of the store she looked down and her rolled bills.<span style="font-style: italic">Jesus, this sucks!</span>she trudged down the street kicking litter or stones as she went. Making her way to her dealers house she kept her head down, she was conflicted because all this meant was that she would have enough for the day, which also meant that tonight she had to become "a lady of the night" which was the one part of her life that she didn't like doing.