Sniper

He and you were together, along with two other girls who had gone out for supplies. They would return, that was certain; they were strong and knew how to take care of themselves, but you were paranoid. "God, what if they're hurt? We have to go help them, it's been a day already," you said, pacing the room worriedly while the man watched you sitting on the sofa with a cigarette. "Can you just stop? You're making me dizzy," he said calmly, crossing his arms and looking at you.