Watchdogs Imagines

Sitara- Propaganda

I grabbed another beer from the cooler and sat next to Sitara on the sand, though the night air was cool, the small fire Wrench lit was keeping us all warm.

"So Sitara, I heard from a birdie that when you where in high school you spiked the principals drink?" Wrench drawls, a hint of humour in his voice.

I laugh and turn my head to look at her, she shrugs and smiles. "He was an asshole who needed to loosen up a bit" She states.

"Sitara, there must've been a reason?" I laugh open mouthed.

"The principal wanted to kick my best friend out of school for a party she hosted, out of school!" Sitara tells us.

"That's unfair! Did your friend get justice?" I ask with a smirk.

"She actually decided to drop out of school a few days earlier, I just wanted to cause some chaos" She shrugs before taking a drink.

We all burst out in laughter, and I lean my head into Sitara's shoulder whilst tears run down my face, she brings her arm around my middle and giggles into my hair.

"What about you Y/N, did you do anything naughty in school?" Sitara asks me with a wink.

I kiss her shoulder before telling everyone "I once painted propaganda in the bathrooms" I say, looking up to see Sitara's eyes widen.

She nudges me with a shoulder before raising her voice, "You so did not!".

I imitate her earlier shrug, "There were so many bitchy girls, so I just painted hints of their dirty secrets on the toilet stalls".

Sitara looks into my eyes, and leans forward pressing a headed but fast kiss on my lips, her hand tangling into my hair.

"More later" I whisper to her and she nods.

"Y/N you little rebel, you!" Marcus shouts before laying down and gazing at the stars.

"We should put DedSec stuff in toilets! Ooh we could make them explode propaganda!" Wrench excitedly says, his beer sloshing over.

I smile whilst Sitara denies the idea, whilst talking to Wrench her hand brushes mine before squeezing, promising a fun night ahead.