((Open)) Jack sat on a bench with his hoodie pulled over his head, the rain creeping into his socks like some icy waterfall of pain and death. Dramatic? Yep. But despite being miserable Jack was grinning from ear to ear as he read over the letter, aka his New Hacking Assignment. It wasn't until (y/c) came darting by and splashed a pool of muddy water into his shoes did his grin vanish. "Hey! Watch were ya walkin'!"