WHO: Alex & Red WHAT: Post-mission, Red takes time for a cigarette break WHERE: NY Library WHEN: December 7, dusk RATING: TBD STATUS: In progress
As far as missions went, this one was pretty routine and very boring: supply run. A lot of people thought boring was good - no hordes, no bites, no problems. Red could agree to some extent that this constituted success, but to be honest, she needed a little more excitement in her life. Things had been too quiet lately. She hadn't even had sex in almost a month, which was a long dry spell to her. The lack of action (in bed or otherwise) was starting to grate on her.
After dropping off the packages in the lobby of the Library, Red stepped outside and leaned against one of the columns. She could feel the cold marble through the thin material of her jacket. Finding a warmer winter coat was going to be a necessary. Reaching in her pocket, Red pulled out a slightly crumpled and half empty pack of cigarettes and her Zippo. She quickly scanned the area as she lit up. It was devoid of humans, living or (un)dead. Red exhaled, the smoke of her cigarette swirling with the condensation from her breath. It was damn cold out, and the threat of snow hung heavy in the steel gray sky. Fucking great.