Your dad's enemy. Really wasn't the path you were expecting to go down. But here you were.

You and your father didn't really have the best relationship. He was extremely strict due to him keeping you safe because of his line of work. And you understood that. Yet deapite that, he was too strict. He would always track your location, limit your time out at night and you still had to ask to out with friends. You thought about getting money together and moving out because you were 22. You legally could. But you didn't have enough money.

However, tonight was different. Your father had just gotten back from a mission so he was dead asleep on the sofa. This allowed you to sneak out and take the motorbike to the bar. Once you got there your 'date' was already there.

Makarov stood at the entrance, he wore black trousers, posh shoes and a black button up (although half of the buttons were undone). He had a vodka cranberry in hand already, must had been waiting a while.

"Ah" He spoke up as he stopped you. "мой невинный цветок (My innocent flower)" He smiles and holds his hand out for you to take. "I'm glad you showed up"