A/N: sorry this is bad I'm having a bit of trouble getting this story right!
You walk the streets of Moscow with your head buried into a book while still watching what was going on around you the cold brisk air blowing slightly causing you to shiver it is winter season in Moscow snow flakes falling all around you.
You tugged your woolen coat closer to your body while walking with your furr boots your cheeks a soft shade of pink from the cold air the street lights lining all the way down the street it was quiet the only sound that could be heard is the sound of you walking and turning pages of your book.
You reached your cozy town home and pulled out your keys and unlocked your door it was nice and dark in the house.
You turned on a light only to hear your phone buzzing in your purse you got your phone out of your purse and answered " hello?" There seemed to be a struggle then a familiar voice answered.
" Y/N Hey bitch " it was your best gay friend Damon.
" hey D what's up?" You replied sounding a little tired. " Sorry to bug you but I have some exiting news you know that Job I got interviewed for?"
Oh right that job....
" yeah I remember " you said while making yourself some tea. " well I got hired as a hit man"
Truthfully you were not exactly thrilled that Damon was now part of the Mafia the fact alone scared you shitless. " Well that's good D I'm happy for you" you replied trying to sound supportive. " did you get interviewed by her?"
You asked with caution.
" yeah turns out she is very intelligent but also intimidating as hell" replied Damon a blush showed on your cheeks for some reason that made you feel butterflies in your stomach.
Snap out of it
You shook your head and said " well I hope she treats you right I have to go it's getting late I have work in the morning" you said yawing.
Damon said goodbye and hung up and you sat on your couch and finished your tea and read your book until eventually falling asleep.
