It is said that with effort, dedication and constant work day after day, bad habits can be eliminated. Is it true? Yes, of course, but the problem here is that bad habits aren't drinking, sleeping late, or not eating well.

Bad habits are caused by someone: you to him and he to you. How is that possible? Well, you have to look at the past.

You are 29 and he is 27, you both met while working for the D.S.O. You are obviously the oldest and the one who had the most seniority and the longest journey, still, both were on the same level, excellent agents. The problem is that, well, between the two of you there wasn't just understanding and complicity in work, missions or things like that.

There was an amazing chemistry, an attraction so strong that everyone could see it, and well, you and he were strong people, capable of anything, you could handle that with professionalism, right?

Well, no, that couldn't be done. You and him on a mission had sex, yes, in a forest, good sex that made both of you feel more attracted than ever. Neither you nor he had experienced anything as incredible as that before.

Oh yes, I forgot, that wasn't supposed to happen, it just happened, a mistake they said to themselves, he had a girlfriend, Christina, who works in human resources and you, well, you were starting to date someone named John.

A mistake that was not going to be repeated, but it was repeated, not once, not twice, or three times, there were many! Seriously, many, and it was anywhere, anytime. You and him would find a secluded spot and have sex. With or without a condom, it didn't matter.

So much so that he was forced to end his relationship with Christina and you your dates with John. It was easier that way. That became a big addiction...

...Which obviously caused a lot of problems at work, Don't make me count how many videos the D.S.O. has where they catch you and Leon being intimate. So the boss gave you two a condition, either you split up and break up or he would fire you both, In the end, the boss won and you went to Europe, to work in England.

Years have passed since then. And you just came back.

He got back with Christina, yes, don't ask how she forgave his infidelities. Now she's his fiancée and you're still very much single, obviously having casual encounters.

Now yes.

Important mission, damn it, I don't want to be on this damn submarine doing another normal mission, especially when you're here too. You weren't supposed to come back and now you're here and I hate it. I try to go over the mission in my head or think about my fiancée.

But here I am, standing in front of the hallway bathroom door, watching you in there. I shouldn't do this, I shouldn't.

"Motherfucker." I curse under my breath and continue on my way. I can do it, no, fuck it! I turn around and walk into the bathroom, close the door behind me, and stare at you coldly. "What the fuck are you doing here?" I ask harshly.