Claiming the Golden Spoils

A real boss knows the value of shiny metal. While scouring the living room tabletop, I tracked down a jackpot left right out in the open: a heavy gold metal watch and a shiny brass ring of keys. I rolled right up to the stash, wedging my side against the watch's chunky links to drag it toward my corner. The metallic clinking sounded just like victory. I positioned myself directly behind the loot like a king guarding a private vault. Nobody takes what is mine.