Braddy?

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That was the guy I nearly hit this morning I better not being going on that mission, that guys is an one grade asshole with a sever attitudinal problem. I look to the front again and see that all the female agents in the room are staring at the picture practically drooling from the mouth. Urghh what the actual fuck he isn't even that good looking besides his tattoos oh how I love a guy with tattoos and maybe his hair but THAT'S IT!

"Agent Croft and Agent Wills I will be assigning you this mission, I hope you both work together as a team and get the job done and Agent Wills makes sure Jasmine doesn't get into any trouble" the head of the Agency said.

"WHATT!!!" Me and the punk both yelled at the same time, making us look at each other. I hear a huff come from the front and look at Madame her face went even redder, oh god this just keeps getting better and better.

"I'm sorry but I cannot work with this woman, I have been here for only 30 minutes and she has already made the impression that she may want to kill me, which I am NOT comfortable with" the punk exclaimed.

"Oh shut up, sir the person you should be worrying about is him. Like he said he has only been here for what half an hour and you are already putting him on a mission, how can we trust him!" I rtold the Head of the Agency.

"Now Jaz I hope you respect Mr Wills as he will do the same for you. I am not changing my mind that is my final decision. Mr Wills is my son therefore I know that he is trustworthy man. I hope you can put aside both of your differences and work as a team, I mean grow up your both 20" he said. I look as the punk in surprise he isn't half the man his dad is. The more I look closer at him the more I see the little boy in the sandbox playing with his bucket and spade.

"Braddy?" I question him. He looks at me with no recognition what's so ever. What? He then proceeds to leave the room in a rush, followed by Madame. What the Heck? I get up to leave but Sir (the head of the Agency) tells me to wait behind until everyone leaves, so I do. Everyone takes their sweet ass time.

*hears the door click shut***

"Now Jaz, I think you might remember my son, 'Brad or Braddy as you used to call him" he started "But to you now he is just Brad."

"What happened, why can't he remember me?" I say

"Well you know the night your parents died...

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I am so mother effing evil lewl. :D



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