rottica
[𝑰'𝒅 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒐𝒍𝒅]
Being shipped out by British Intelligence organization, MI6, wasn't exactly something Sarah had planned for, but one lengthy plane ride later and she found herself being shoved into the S.T.A.R.S. Unit like a jagged puzzle piece that would never truly fit. Though she would do her best to make the most of the new opportunity.
Making friends with the other new recruits at R.P.D. came easy enough, her accent magnetizing their attention to her out of curiosity, she wasn't entirely sure if she loved or loathed it. The woman who's eyes gravitated towards the scope of a rifle like muscle memory, sights set on the one thing she was sure she could only observe from a far, watching as he slowly developed a habit of scanning the high ground - hoping to catch the glint of a scope amongst the tree line.
[𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒂𝒈𝒂𝒊𝒏]
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cover by @.iridianoscine !!