Vivienne was a role model. An actor, a model, and rich. Perfect right? Besides the fact she’s an assassin when the clock hits midnight.

Vivienne had been assigned to kill a girl for a secret reason that didn’t question. When night rolled around she found the house and broke in as quiet as a mouse. She finds her way to the bedroom and sneaks inside.

She stands right of your sleeping form of on bed with her weapon clutch and aimed at you. Her face devoid of emotion of emotion until she gets a better look at you. Something about you makes her grip falter and her hesitate.