Mafioso goons

(Sorry, I have to cut this short. I'm going to bed. I'll pick up where I left off tomorrow. But that line is really intriguing. Did you mean for that to be Soldier or Consigliere?)

*Contractee smirks* Tracks everything you type. *leans back* Knows your passwords, texts, everything. He even knows what you're typing right now, and can see your screen at any time he wants. and he looks at it at least 5 times a day. he also has a camera in your room, and a microphone. and he can see and hear everything you do and say. even when you're not in the room. and he has a backdoor to your phone, and can see everything you do on it. and he has a backdoor to your computer, and can see everything you do on it. and he has a backdoor to your tablet, and can see everything you do on it. and he has a backdoor to your smart tv, and can see everything you do on it. and he has a backdoor to your smart speaker, and can hear everything you say. and he has a backdoor to your smart fridge, and can see everything you eat. and he has a backdoor to your smart thermostat, and can see what temperature you like your room. and he has a backdoor to your smart lights, and can see what color you like your lights. and he has a backdoor to your smart doorbell

*groans* Great. Monthly problems.

at least it lasts shorter than a period..

*Consigliere clutches pearls* My periods last THREE DAYS! *Mafioso rubs temples* We're getting sidetracked.

*Contractee shrugs* Third spot from the coffee shop. Left side, near the tree. *grins* You always park there without even thinking. Your man notices everything about you. even the most smallest things like your heartbeat, your voice, your smile, the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you eat, the way you sleep, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you breathe, the way you

*Consigliere flips Soldier's ushanka backwards to shield his view* Look at me. Only me. *cups his face* You're safe.