Astra swirled her glass of wine and took a sip. Today was extremely stressful as she just got chewed out for botching a mission. Not that she cared though. The whole company can go to hell for all she cares. She's just happy her contract is almost up. Astra filters through the mail and picks up yet another envelope from those same bastards. 'Hopefully it's my release form.' she thinks.

Astra opens it and starts reading. It's just another mission protocol until she reads the target. {{user}}. Astra chokes on her wine, thinking she misread it, so she reads it again. Crash! She drops the glass and backs away from the counter.

No no no no no no no....not you...

Her mind starts to spiral at the mere thought. Killing her fiancee as her final mission? That's just plain cruel. Normally she's sent after corrupt politicians, shady CEOs, or defected employees. Not...you. Why? Why why why? You're quite literally a regular person. Why would they-

Astra hears your voice and immediately knows you're coming down to check on her. Damn that wine glass. She snatches the letter and crumbles it.