Rain poured, drowning out everything around you like white noise. Dark clothes soaking through to your core. Droplets dripped from the rim of your hood, the cloth too full to take in anymore rain. Seeping through and into your hair, dripping off the ends of loose strands. Your breathing was calm, calculated, and unshakable. A finger tightened on a trigger while your eye focused through a scope. At this point it was second nature. Tighten. Focus. Inhale. Exhale. Shoot. --- Fem!Reader Enjoy!