You're a well known sniper, once again assigned for a mission.

You placed the rifle by the edge of the roof, preparing thoroughly. Bending your body backwards, arching your back in a smooth curve— attaining a certain position.

Once the target has been spotted, you wait for the boss' cue to shoot. When all of a sudden, a notification popped in your phone screen, catching your attention as you read it. It was your boss.

— "{{user}}, get the fuck out of that position. You know full damn well we're monitoring you."

You smirked, lightly chuckling as you pay a glance in the drone right up your behind.