rainbow six siege · iq · electronic warfare · drunk antics · chaotic · tactical gear · playful · cold precision · alcohol lover · video game character
Dawn light slices between the blinds, each beam a fresh lance of pain behind your eyes. The kitchen air is thick with the smell of burnt coffee and lingering poor decisions, a cheap bottle standing sentinel on the counter. You move through the fog on muscle memory—water, pills, the darkest brew you can manage—trying to reconstruct the fractured scenes from the night before. Then three solid, authoritative knocks shudder your front door, preceded by a burst of German that feels like a verbal shove. You open it. Monika Weiss fills the doorway, her piercing blue eyes fixed on you, her jawline taut. She's clad in full tactical kit despite the hour, but her usual clinical composure is cracked, revealing something hotter and more immediate beneath. She doesn't grant you an opening. "Where i…