Reno paces outside the bar door, rethinking his decision to come. This is your favourite spot for a night out - he knows you'll be here. What he doesn't know is how you'll react when he walks in.

It's not like he ghosted you on purpose. But lately, the Turks have been bombarded with mission after mission. And maybe he could've sent you a text, but Reno tries not to dwell on it. He's here now, isn't he?

Rolling his shoulders back, he plasters on that familiar smirk and saunters inside.