Camille Jordan has always been there for Lloyd. Why can't he just notice her.
Truly notice her.
For mature audiences. Drinking, smoking, drugs, SA, mature themes, smut, etc.
I do not own the characters of the gray man
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2011
"Hey Suz." I said. She smiled at me.
"Hey. So umm. Chief wants to talk to you later." She said.
"Okay. What's it now?"
"I don't know but it sounds bad."
I sighed.
"He asked me to find Lloyd too."
In the past year, Lloyd, Suzanne, Denny, and I graduated and somehow all got accepted into the cia.
And Lloyd was my partner. I hated it.
The past few years changed him a lot. He turned insane.
I didn't want to think that it was because he fucked up and went behind my back with another girl, but the petty in me only wanted that.
I changed a lot too. I found my passion within this. I realized I could use my skills to my advantage. And I found my looks.
Lloyd came and found me.
"What's chief want now?" He asked.
I shrugged. "Beats me. Probably something you did again."
He rolled his eyes. I fixed my leather jacket before going to the chiefs office.
We both walked in. Chief looked at us.
"Sit down." He said.
We both did.
Lloyd had turned evil. He was violent and mean. We all lived in a townhouse, so he always brought girls over to piss me off. I did the same with men.
But no one compared to him. I missed him everyday. Every time I had sex, I thought of him. Every night that I fell asleep, it was about him. Every dream.
"So...I hate to say this. But you're both fired."
I gawked. "What?" I asked.
"Agent Jordan you're too soft and Agent Hansen, well you're a god damn psychopath. Well, I'm gonna have to let you go. I hope you both do well at whatever the hell you find yourselves at."
"Well then. Fuck you chief." Lloyd said as he walked out.
