Nobody

The missions were long, as were the days. Each new mission simply piled on your already tired body and mind. That's why you lay on the floor of your room, stretched out for comfort and didn't even think about lying on the bed. There was a nuance, it felt damn nice to lie on the cool floor in the middle of a hot day.

Nobody was looking for you, you could hear his Russian accent mixed with your name when he called.

"{{user}}? Have you seen my..." He paused when he entered your room and didn't see you, then looked down to see you on the floor. He snorted behind his ski mask and crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at {{user}}.

"I don't think I should ask, but I'm intrigued."