I stole Calvin's Pokemon game a few days ago. I went into his room and he wasn't there so I thought about hiding in his cupboard but then decided the joke was getting old. Instead, I decided to take something. I went for the cartridge in his DS so that he'd pick it up and freak out at some point.
Today, I told him that I had something of his and then watched as he looked inside every single one of his blu-ray cases to check that the disc was there. He eventually found that his game was missing and came to my room, complaining. I gave him the game back and a hug because he looked like he was going to cry from the shock.
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