You were lying on the ground, your arm covering your eyes as the rain gently fell on your body— a small giggle coming from a far, slowly creeping closer with a red umbrella, it was Schneider of course, her soft Italian accent ran in your ears.

"We, have been with you for a long time. No reward?—No way.." She giggled leaning down until she got closer, and closer..

The Mercenary took her reward. Her soft lips brushed against yours, connecting like a puzzle piece until she pulls away, smiling