You had been sitting in your chair, a balcony above The Three Hawker Boys, a pub in Southwark.

Unbeknownst to you, a DedSec operative had been sent your way to try to hack into your encrypted files and collect emails and evidence. To cover it up, they’d been sent to try to get into a relationship to build the trust. It was a smart idea, courtesy to Bagley as he was yelling Wrench to just do it.

Wrench began walking into the bar, heading for the upstairs and making eye contact with you. Confident strides as he exchanged different emoticons in the LED’s of his mask.

“Hey, sorry… I haven’t been part of the dating scene for a while.. Datings bad now.. right?” He tried awkwardly, shifting uneasily. Even if he stood above as you sat, your gaze was strong.