3. A night out

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Y/N Pov

I opened the door of my appartment hastily, definitely tired from the stressing day.

Feeling the need to take a bath and sleep for a week, I immediately went for my room, dropped the bag full of money somewhere on the floor and started undressing.

A bath yes...a bubble bath sounds so alluring right now.

As I strip out of my clothes I felt freedom, getting out of those tight leather clothes.

Note to self...leather clothes, not good choice for robbing filthy rich people.

Finally I'm done with this job, I was getting so tired of following them everywhere.

Their guard was up 24/7, tonight was my only chance and the mistakes that I made could've cost me if they were quicker. Basicly my success was because of luck.

And that sucks.

But I never back down from a job.

I looked down at my now free of clothes body.

Some scars that I had all over my body became visible, as the only source of light being the moon that shone bright in the night clear sky came through my window.

Those scars...

They were a reminder.

A warning.

Past mistakes that I can't fix, but carry with me forever.

I closed my eyes thinking of my the first work I ever did.

Being an assassin under a group seemed as a good idea at the time.

I took a deep breath before opening my eyes again.

Strong body, but a fragile heart.

That's how my trainer criticized me.

He reform me to something else.

Something that begins and ends with suffering.

Suffering? For some reason that reminded me of a different time.

A memory that would've broken everyone into tears.

But not me, I don't even remember how it is to care.

Me:
- Am I destined to suffer for ever?

Then an interesting thought came to mind.

I need a drink.

A smirk forming on my lips.

I need something to make me forget.

Besides I should celebrate, after so long I finally done it.

With that thought in mind and a bitter smile on my face I turn around and head for my bathroom.

When I entered, my eyes fell on the bathtub first.

Then the shower.

The bathtub.

The shower.

I contemplated a bit. My eyes going between them two.

It felt like minutes had past when I realised that a decision had to be made.

Bath? Or a shower?

Since I decided to go out maybe I'll just take a shower and be done with it.

I got into my shower and as I turned the handle on careful not to wet my hair.

As the water hit my skin all my worries and mishaps that burdened my mind faded, my mind went blank allowing my self to cherish a moment of relaxation.

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