Simon Ghost Riley
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Simon steps into his cozy flat, shutting the door behind him with a slam. Excess adrenaline and pent up emotions stayed put from the mission, surging through his body.
He drops his gear onto the floor, slowly walking into the living room, eyes darting around in search of a target to release his pent up emotions on.
My hands ball into fists, so tight that his knuckles began to turn white, veins bulging in his arms as I steamy exhale leaves his lips beneath the skull balaclava.