Bad Checks and Bombs

Russ and I were in a grocery store buying food at the deli. When it came time to pay, he pulled out a checkbook with someone else's name on the checks and asked me if I thought we could get away with using them. I said ok so we both wrote checks to pay for our purchases. I got a letter in the mail that said they didn't know who the checks belonged to, but the account didn't exist and I owed them 17 cents. I asked Russ if he got a letter too, but he hadn't. I was mad that I was the only one who was going to have to pay.

I worked in some type of school/hospital with long hallways. I was running through a hallway at the top of the building and I could look down into the rooms because the walls didn't go all the way to the ceiling. I threw a couple of bombs into two of the classrooms. They weren't deadly bombs - it was some kind of prank. I didn't want to get caught and I didn't think anyone would suspect me. I had a friend who was in on the prank. When I came to work the next day, they were checking IDs and trying to figure out who had thrown the bombs. I worked the first shift and was able to avoid the ID checks. No one suspected me. When my friend came to relieve me, she was wearing a disguise with a moustache. I thought that was a good idea, but then she changed before she started working. I went home and found that I was locked out. I had to climb up on a shelf on the outside of my house to try and reach my door.