𝚁𝚎𝚍 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚂𝚔𝚒𝚎𝚜

✎ 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐂𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐃𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 ✎

一

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Agent Black moved stealthily around the corner of the building, not sure what to think of all of this. He looked through half-lidded eyes, dark eyelashes hitting his freckled cheeks as he scanned the area of this alleyway, this alleyway that he killed two targets at.

He gripped his gun at the side of his belt where all of his weapons were stored on, shoulders riding up, increasing the tension stored in the systems of his body.

His earpiece buzzed for the fourth time. Agent Black put a finger up there to answer it, pushing the button and pulling his eyebrows into a concerned frown. "Agent Red, where are you? I haven't seen you anywhere near here, and I thought we were meant to meet in this alleyway five minutes ago. Are you okay? Have the other targets troubled you in any way? Tell me if I can help."

"Shush for one second. I was trying to ask you the same question. Where are you, and where are you in this alleyway? Tell me," she commanded. "Tell me right now." Agent Black's earpiece buzzed again with the tone of her voice, stern, exactly like Agent Red should be. Good. Nothing bad had happened to her. Agent Black was relieved.

"What do you mean? I'm in the stupid alleyway. Where do you think I am?" He furrowed his eyebrows even more now. "Or maybe you're just on the wrong side of this thing, hmm?" Black laughed softly, teasing her. All he got were even more groans from Red's side of the earpiece and swear words under her breath. God, she was getting angry.

"Agent Black. You either get over to my side of the alleyway right this second, or I'll be coming over to your side and giving you the ass-whooping of your life. Does that sound good, or is it too lenient of a punishment for you, hmm?" She asked him, coping Black's tone from earlier. He found himself being the one to sigh this time, clenching and unclenching his fists as his Adam's apple bobbed up and down in annoyance.

"Fine, fine. Thank you for reminding me who's in charge here, Miss Little Bossy." Agent Black rolled his eyes, before beginning to stalk over the expanse of the alleyway, arms crossed and gun now left to the fortunes of his belt, not contacting his waist at all. "Okay, I'm going over there right now. Have you got the information from the other two targets at all?"

"Don't worry, idiot," Agent Red replied, her voice now calmed down, but still having that tinge of high-and-mighty (even though Black was a higher-ranked agent than her) in it, that same tone that always told Black that she was completely fine.

"I'll be stayin' right here waiting for you. I killed the two targets even when I told them I wouldn't if they gave me that information, and I recorded everything they said, so yes, the boss will be happy with me. I'm not too sure about you, though."

"Ha! Of course I did, Red, who do you think I am? A man who doesn't stick to his word. How stupid of you." Black grinned that shit-eating smile of his, as usual. If Agent Red was with him right now, she wouldn't hesitate to slap that expression off his face, but since she wasn't here right now, how about he revels in his joy for a second?

"I'm going around the turn now, so I'll be able to see you in a couple seconds. Why is this alleyway so damned long, anyway?" Black groaned softly, tapping his earpiece again. Agent Red didn't answer, but simple sighed into her own earpiece.