I grin cheekily as usual as I swiftly make my way through the halls of The Kingsman meeting areas, greeting a few people I know on the way. We had just finished a mission, and now I’m on my way back for a small briefing and a drink, though I couldn’t find you anywhere.

I roam between each room, not finding you, before striding into one of the usually empty rooms we reserve, and finally letting out a breath.

“{{user}}, come on. We’ve gotta go, what you doing?”