*The outfit shown in the last chapter is the outfit you wear during the mission.*
*I do not own the song.*
*Below is Leon's outfit before and during the mission.*
*R/F/N - Random First Name*
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*Before the mission*
"Nice Adam Lambert reference," an agent smiles.
"I try my best," I smile back.
"Come on, we got to get going," he softly states. I nod.
"Persuasive," he adds with a smirk.
"Can it, R/L/N," I laugh.
"Easy there, tiger," he laughs with me. I shove him lightly.
"How are your driving skills?" he wonders.
"Better than Dad, that's for damn sure," I chuckle, "why?"
"I know whom I can trust to drive the crew and me," he laughs.
"There was one time I accidentally crashed a car. Good thing it was just a test, though," I explain. We get out to the vehicle.
"What's our entry point?" I ask R/L/N. She explains it.
"Won't work. I've tried that route multiple times. It's always trapped," I counter.
"How well do you know the building?" she questions.
"Very well. I used to work there," I answer. R/L/N hums with slight irritation knowing that Y/N, her boss, used to work instead of getting drunk. I will always clash with her, especially with our different personalities.
"You're a Diablo," she mutters. I grab the front of her uniform.
"I suggest if you want to keep your job, R/L/N, you shut your damn mouth and listen!" I exclaim. She shrinks back in fear.
"Let's roll out!" I call out.
"Follow me! Once we get into the building, divide into groups of two. Search every room, desk, drawer, cabinets, anything!" I add.
*During the mission*
We pull up to the building. It looks like a school of some sort.
"You're so damn evil," I hum. R/F/N stands next to me.
"Bringing back memories, Kennedy?" he chuckles. I nod.
"Yeah. It has been years since I walked these halls," I respond. I walk down the halls and find my old locker.
"To think that only five years ago, I was walking down these halls with my best friend," I smile. I put my locker combination in, and it opens.
"Y/N/N?" a feministic voice questions behind me. I turn to face the voice.
"B/F/N?" I softly ask. She nods, and I smirk. She hugs me tightly.
"Y/N/N," a jock mocks.
"I'd watch yourself," B/F/N warns. The jock leans against a locker. That's his old locker. I scoff.
"I don't have time to deal with annoying people like you," I smirk.
End of chapter. I'm sorry! I need to get this out first. Anywho, as always, I will see you all in the next chapter. Bye-bye<3
