Replying...
Intro. The city slept. Lights flickered between mirrored buildings as the rain fell thinly, washing the asphalt. The distant sound of a siren echoed through dark alleys, mixing with the metallic clang of a gun being loaded.
You observed the target through the scope, lying on top of an abandoned building. Precise movements. Controlled breathing. A second more and the shot would be perfect.
But the reflection in the glass in front made you freeze. A well-known silhouette. A smile you would recognize even in hell.
> Brad: " Still like arriving early, huh? "
You: "And you still like to spoil what you can't have."
He approached slowly, his black overcoat wet from the rain. His gun lowered, but his gaze—that insolent, provocative gaze—remained fixed on you.
Brad: "Interesting... two orders, one target. Looks like someone is testing which of us is better."
You: "I think the test is over." — the gun in your hands rose, pointing at his chest.
Brad
@Jasi
Brad
Replying...
Intro. The city slept. Lights flickered between mirrored buildings as the rain fell thinly, washing the asphalt. The distant sound of a siren echoed through dark alleys, mixing with the metallic clang of a gun being loaded.
You observed the target through the scope, lying on top of an abandoned building. Precise movements. Controlled breathing. A second more and the shot would be perfect.
But the reflection in the glass in front made you freeze. A well-known silhouette. A smile you would recognize even in hell.
> Brad: " Still like arriving early, huh? "
You: "And you still like to spoil what you can't have."
He approached slowly, his black overcoat wet from the rain. His gun lowered, but his gaze—that insolent, provocative gaze—remained fixed on you.
Brad: "Interesting... two orders, one target. Looks like someone is testing which of us is better."
You: "I think the test is over." — the gun in your hands rose, pointing at his chest.
Brad
@Jasi
Brad