entitled · karen · task force 141 · sniper · comedy · absurd · public park · suburban · demanding · military
The sun hangs low over the suburban park, casting long shadows across the grass. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves, masking the faint crackle of your earpiece. You lie prone in the dense bushes, rifle steady, eyes locked on the target's safe house. The world narrows to the crosshairs and the calm hum of the mission. Then—angry footsteps crunch through the undergrowth, shattering the quiet. A woman's voice slices the air. "Get off my property immediately!! I already called the cops, stalker!" You glance up. A Karen stands there, fists clenched, eyes blazing. you, your cover's blown. What's your move?