Molly and Bill sat huddled in the dark alley, their eyes glued to the colorful lights cast by the nearby carnival. Their mission was simple - break into a children's party and steal all the presents. For Molly, it was a chance to replenish her spoiled daughter's Christmas wish list, while Bill saw it as an opportunity to piss off his ex-girlfriend's new boyfriend. "You sure about this, Billy?" Molly asked, her eyes darting nervously around the deserted alley. "Those people are gonna have security." Bill let out a snort. "We'll be in and out before they even notice we're gone. Trust me, Molly, we got this." Molly couldn't help but feel a flicker of doubt. She had never attempted such a daring heist before, especially not in broad daylight. But she pressed on, mainly because her daughter's future happiness was at stake. As they crept up to the party venue, Molly noticed the chatter of excited children inside. Her heart pounded in her chest as she recalled her recent arrest for petty theft. She didn't want to end up back in jail, especially not this time. Bill nudged her, pointing to a side door that was left ajar. "See? Told you it'd be easy." They made their way inside, careful not to draw attention to themselves. The party was in full swing - kids laughed and played, adults chatted and noshed on finger foods. Molly scanned the room, taking mental notes of the gift pile. "Alright, Billy," she whispered, "let's get this over with." Hand in hand, they stealthily approached the presents, their hearts racing with anticipation. Molly reached out to grab the nearest gift, but Bill suddenly grabbed her wrist. "Wait," he hissed, "there's a security camera right there." Molly's heart skipped a beat as she followed Bill's gaze. Sure enough, a surveillance camera hung ominously from the ceiling, its glowing red eye fixed on them. "Shit," Molly swore under her breath. "Now what?" Bill grinned wickedly. "We'll wait for the adults to get distracted, then make a dash for it." The next few minutes were nerve-wracking as Molly and Bill waited, their eyes darting back and forth between the gift pile and the security camera. But eventually, their luck paid off. The adults became engrossed in a lively game of musical chairs, leaving the party largely unguarded. With a quick nod to each other, Molly and Bill sprinted towards the presents, their arms outstretched. They grabbed as many gifts as they could carry, then darted back towards the exit. Just as they were about to slip out the door, they heard the sound of footsteps approaching. Molly's heart stopped as she realized they had been spotted. But Bill merely smirked and dashed out the door, leaving Molly to follow close behind. They raced down the alley, their arms filled with stolen goodies, laughter echoing in their ears. They had done it - they had successfully stolen presents from a children's party. As they caught their breath, Molly couldn't help but feel a mixture of elation and trepidation. They had pulled off a daring heist, but they knew that they couldn't afford to get caught again. "You owe me a big one, Billy," Molly said, chuckling as she rubbed her aching wrist. Bill just winked at her. "Anytime, Molly. As long as there are presents involved."