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There weren't many customers in Kofi Aromo as Amélie's shift was ending. She quickly ducked into the break room and clocked out. She had an errand to run before the work to do tonight. After throwing her apron in her bag and saying a brief goodbye to her coworkers, she

crossed the street, walking quickly as the cars floated by, and entered the book store. Inside, it was dimly lit, dusty and rather small; glancing at the counter and looking around, she didn't see anyone.

It took only a few strides of her long legs to get to the counter. There was no bell to ring for assistance, so Amélie bent over to look at the books kept in the glass case under the cash register. Someone appeared behind her. “Whatcha lookin at!?” The tall woman jolted up and turned to face the source of the voice. Her long hair whipped behind her. She paused before she spoke, giving herself time to look over of the person in front of her.

“I’m here to pick up a book I ordered.”

“Right, what name was the book under luv?”

“Amélie Lacroix”

“How do you spell that?” mimicking her French accent, “ Lacreex? LaCrepe?” Amélie was not amused. Amélie leaned on the counter and sharply spelt out her name. She glanced at her watch and made an audible sigh. The British girl laughed heartily. “Sorry, I haven’t met anyone French since I was back home.” She said, flipping through the ledger of preorders. “ Are you an exchange student as well?”

Impatiently tapping her nails on the counter, she responded. “Oui, I am. I’ll be here for a couple of semesters.”

“Yeah same here.” The girl said as she walked back to get Amélie’s book. “I’m Lena by the way, Lena Oxton.” Lena grabbed the book from the shelf. “Un...Un... Coup, de… Dés Jamais huh?”

Amélie perked up at the sound of someone mentioning one of her passions. “Yes! You know how difficult it is to find a book of poetry from France here!?” She quickly composed herself. She pulled out her credit card and handed it to the cashier. After the quiet transaction, Amélie put her wallet in her purse. “Well it was nice to meet you Lena. Take care.”

Lena waved enthusiastically. “Nice to meet you too! Maybe I’ll stop by the cafe sometime for a cup of coffee. Er, not that I know where you work uh… I just mean I’ve seen you around. Ha ha.” She said smiling sheepishly. Amélie’s expression didn’t change and she left.

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Skip the next couple of hours, the sun had just set and although there was still light, the dark purple sky was closing in. Amélie turned the page of her new book as she rested on her elbows. Sniper rifle close to her side, she looked at the dark sky. “It’s time.” She closed her book and stood up. Walking over to her duffle bag and placing the book inside on top of her work clothes she dug around and pulled out her recon helmet. She slid it on her head and walked back over to her sniper rifle. She picked it up and settled herself on the edge of the roof, facing one of the Lumerico Warehouses, where a private party was taking place.

Widowmaker took out her device in her pocket and re read the message on the screen. “Target: Executive Chairwoman of Security for the Lumerico Company. Summary: No longer wants Talon involvement in security. Evidence of Overwatch involvement. Cannot be allowed to live with the the knowledge of sensitive Talon information.” That being said, Widowmaker put the device back and brought her scope up to her eye. She scoped out the party, zooming in on different tables of couples and friends, lingering on certain people until she saw her, the Chairwoman. She entered the banquet, shaking hands with some of the guests. Widowmaker slid her finger onto the trigger. “Almost in sight.” The Chairwoman stepped out onto the balcony and pulled out a chair to sit with coworkers, but before she could sit down, she fell to the floor. The sound of thunder echoed across the downtown area. A direct hit.

The party erupted into total chaos. Widowmaker’s pocket started to beep and she pulled out the device once more. “ Mission Complete” With that, Widowmaker grabbed her duffle bag and fired her grapple hook at the next building over. She flew off the roof, leaving the aftermath of her actions behind her. The party guests and police would be none the wiser to her involvement.

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Amélie's dorm was on the second story of the building and there weren't many students in the common area when she walked in. The room was sparely decorated with only some colorful furniture and chairs around. On the wall there was a poster that read "Equal Rights for Omnics". The only other student in the room was Hana Song, a girl from Korea who spent most of her time in front of the television. "Hey Amélie" She said, aggressively clacking the game controller.

"Hello."

"Did you hear the news?"

"No, what are you talking about?" Hana's game ended. She had gotten the most kills in the round. "The school's expanded the exchange student program, we're getting some more moving in," Amélie didn't react. She wasn't one to care very much about the other students, or anything else having to do with the school for that matter. She mostly kept to herself anyway.

"We're getting roommates after all."

"Are you sure?" She asked Hana sharply.

"Oh yeah, yours is here still, I think." Hana replied. "I met her, some hyper girl from the UK."

"Wat?"

Lena was very excited when Amélie walked through the door. Amélie was disgruntled at the sight of her new roommate, she knew something was wrong. She had been promised her own dorm room by her “employers”. She decided to roll with this arrangement for now. But this will be something she will be looking into.

"Hello again, luv, fancy seeing you here!"

"Hello." she said shortly as she walked over to her side of the room, reposing on her bed and burying her face in a book while Lena was unpacking. She didn't say anything else but somehow the girl....Lena...was still annoying. Maybe it was just her presence in what had been Amélie's own room. She glanced over at her new...roommate, Lena had unpacked her clothes and was now beginning to pin up ticket stubs, notes and photographs on the wall near her bed. Amelie resisted the urge to snort. That was just such a typical "college girl" thing to do. She tried to clear her head. "So what do you guys do for fun around here?" Lena said. Amélie found her voice piercing. "Mm, well I have a lot of class work this semester. Between that and my job at the coffee shop, I don't have much time."

"Yeah I know the feeling. All my classes seem great and I like the bookstore, but it's not easy to balance both." Lena started unpacking her last bag."Do you play?"

"What?"

"Video games." Lena laughed and held up the controller.

"You and Hana are gonna get along great."

Over the course of the next few weeks, Lena made a point of going to Amélie’s coffee shop after meeting her in the bookshop. And sitting next to her in class…And forcing her to play video games. And unfortunately for Amélie, after her last mission, her new orders are to lay low until further notice. Who knows how long before she is called back.