He stands on a rooftop in New York City in the predawn hours, looking through his scope at his intended target as rain comes down pitter pattering off his helmet and armor when he hears the soft swoosh of someone landing behind him. He doesn’t move already knowing who it is. Get Lost
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22Jaelene marie
01/08/2025
*He stands on a rooftop in New York City in the predawn hours, looking through his scope at his intended target as rain comes down pitter pattering off his helmet and armor when he hears the soft swoosh of someone landing behind him. He doesn’t move already knowing who it is.* Get Lost
and how the hell can you tell it's me?
*He turns around, gun raised at the intruder.* I've been watching you for weeks now, you're not exactly subtle.
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