Bursting with her new found confidence she has taken to lurking around multi-storey carparks. At least once a week you can catch her striding floor to floor telling all the old people with a smile that the machine isn't working and that they have to pay on their phones, but that if they give her the money she can do it for them on her phone. She never pays for them, but it doesn't matter, Emily is travelling the country spreading her unique brand of chaos. It all started a few months ago when she walked out of the Co-op without paying for the second cold drink she had chose for her drive. She had remembered to put the meal deal drink through the machine, but the bottle of water stayed in her hand - she never meant to steal it she just walked out with it. Since then she has felt invincible and been regularly fleecing the elevated elderly.
Emily is one of my Ball Flickers and she is made from rat skin, mink skin and a baby chicken's beak
