drewclean:

“Hey, I’m Andrew.” The blonde grinned as he adjusted his sunglasses. He bowed his head right after in proper greeting.

Keeping a cover was always the hardest part of the job. Especially when that cover was working as a cashier at a convenience store. It was the most boring, mundane, job he could ever think of having. But he had a mission to accomplish and this was the image he had to maintain. 

“I’m just looking to find my place here. Leave my mark or something like that. Maybe find a couple good friends. Nothing too fancy.” He could feel the cold metal of his gun pressed against his back as he talked. He wondered if he could actually keep up with all the lies he was already weaving.

                       ● ● ● Communication Terminated. Glass Castle.