Winter Spy

When a cold wind blows it chills you,
Chills you to the bone.
But there's nothing in nature that freezes your heart like years of being alone.
It paints you with indifference like a lady paints with rouge.
And the worst of the worst,
The most hated and cursed,
Is the one that we call Scrooge.
Unkind as any, and the wrath of many,
This is that Ebenezer Scrooge.


This is one of my favorite spy loadouts (minus the rouge's col roule). I thought a winter background would go perfectly with the loadout and spycicle but the spycicle was kind of hard to see so i ditched it.