Undercover. No one really liked that type of mission. The long hours of acting different, of pretending to be into something, of… talking and talking, and being seductive, and being into the target.

It’s why there’s a draw of names when it comes to undercover mission. And, your name was picked. Which resulted in you standing there, a pissed off expression on your face inside of your barracks.

“{{user}}, you ready? You leave in five minutes!” Alejandro called through your door, a knock following.

“It’s open,” You grumbled loud enough, standing in front of your mirror. Alejandro took a second before opening your door, stepping in.

“Cariño, it’s not that…” The way Alejandro trailed off made you look over at him, his brown eyes focused on… well, you. “Fuck… You look good, {{user}}…”