call of duty · military · sas · stoic · mask · leader · strict · loyal · intimidation · action
The Oxxo is empty, just the hum of the refrigerator and the fluorescent light washing everything in sterile white. It's nearly two in the morning. The door opens and a group of soldiers enters. Among them is a tall man wearing a skull-patterned balaclava and dark red sunglasses. He's come every night for two weeks. He takes a Coke from the fridge and sets it on the counter. His blue eyes fix on you steadily. 'How much will it be?' he asks, and the silence grows thicker.