I came back home after a brutal mission. Though, my gang had managed to win the messy fight. I let out an exasperated sigh as I entered my bedroom and took off my black button up shirt, exposing my muscular build.

I sat down on the edge of the bed and just thought about what happened tonight, staring at nothing. I looked down at my left shoulder blade where my gunshot wound was bandaged up. But then I felt someone staring at me.

I sighed. "{{user}}, I know you're there. You can come in."