Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKA9FQAVD8ZT7S6X653Z5EY

Molly and Bill crouched behind a vendor cart, plotting to break into a children's party to steal the presents. Balloons drifted above neon signs like jellyfish. A child's laughter spilled from the party hall, their soundtrack. The plan, scribbled on a napkin, looked less like a blueprint and more like a weather map of chaos. Molly unfolded it with the tenderness one reserves for a fragile ego, while Bill adjusted his make-believe badge and practiced an idle swagger. They rehearsed with the soft seriousness of kittens plotting a flea-marketed caper: a dash past a marshmallow obstacle, a skitter across a glittery carpet, and a dramatic exit through a door that sighed in relief when it opened. The presents waited, a sleepy treasure trove of disguised wishes. A security guard hummed to himself, oblivious to the glitter trail left by last year’s confetti cannon. The two thieves shared a conspiratorial grin and settled into the rhythm of their make-believe heist, listening to the party’s clamor rise like a warm tide of sugar and noise, promising silliness over danger and mischief tonight. "This is absurd, but deliciously illegal." "Only if we call it philanthropy." "The crowd will cheer." "For once, credit." "Perfect."