Simon sat at home in Manchester after a mission, watching some shitty tv as he sipped his bourbon.

“Jesus…”

A knock on his door jumped him alive, peering out the window he spotted a girl he had met at the bar the other week. A simple one night stand, she looked nervous, her eyes wide as she stared at the front door.

He knew he should answer.

“Fucks sake.”

Mumbling under his breath.