Y/N is a Gun-For-Hire. She doesn't take much joy in the profession, save some special cases. She has been sent to Pennsylvania for her newest job, given to her by an anonymous source.
The job?
Kill Charlie Dompler.
What she expected from the mission...
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"That's a shitty name, Pim."
Pim frowned in response to Y/N's remark. "Don't say that! See-- here at smiling friends, the most important part in making clients smile is having a cheery demeanor yourself! Try it! Say, 'YIPPEE!'"
"No."
"YIPPEE!"
"Shut the fuck up, Pim."
The two turned to see a new face standing outside the door they were approaching. They stopped walking and Pim gasped excitedly.
"Charlie! We were just coming to say hello to you! Meet our newest coworker, Y/N! She came along with me to make you HAPPY!!!!"
Charlie shoved his hands in his pockets awkwardly. "Shit, Pim, you know I only called in so you'd play Shy Ghouls 3 with me. I-I never really... needed cheering up."
"O-oh..."
"Y'know what I mean? Like..." He let out a short laugh. "I'm not the--the cheering up sorta guy. Like--well, obviously, you know, I cheer people up. But I'm not the sort--I'm not the sort that needs those types of things. Pim." Charlie motioned towards Y/N lazily. "U-uh... she--nice to meet you, by the way, 'm Charlie."
Y/N nodded. "Nice... to meet you too, I guess..."
"Y'know, Pim, she can join us too, I guess. But... I'm all good." Charlie put his arms out. Y/N's fingers twitched for the gun in its satchel beneath her shorts. "See? I'm comin' out over my sickness, I'm... I just got the sniffles now. Nothin' took bad, maybe just a dry cough. Or two. But we can all go play video games, you get a day of free pay... not to disrespect the boss, but I think you deserve it a little, you know what I mean? You, too, new guy."
Y/N cringed. Pim glanced between the two of them, his hand to his mouth in thought. "You... you think so? I-I don't know, Charlie, it doesn't sound like the greatest idea..."
Y/N was totally on board. She got to sit in Charlie's apartment, the place he was most vulnerable, while him and Pim played videogames. And while they weren't looking---
POW POW POW
Pim, Charlie, and Y/N ducked down, covering their heads. "HOLY CHEESE, CHARLIE, WHAT WAS THAT?" Pim cried.
Charlie looked around frantically. "I-I-I--sometimes my neighbors get into fights, I--I don't know, Pim, I-I-"
"FIGHTS?" Y/N cried. "THOSE ARE 9MM HOLLOW POINT ROUNDS!"
"I TOLD YOU, CHEAT ON ME ONE MORE TIME...!"
"DON'T YOU YELL AT ME WOMAN!"
BOOM
Charlie cried out. "Holy shit I think that was a mortar--that might--that might have been a mortar--that--that's not good right? Those things--those aren't good."
