Crash and Fall

Missions

I woke up with a pounding headache and a foot in my mouth. I'm laying in my bed with Liam on the other side. Did I forget to mention that his fucking foot is up my mouth. So I do the only logical thing any best friend would do.

I bite his foot.

But my plan backfired and I ended up getting kicked in the face and landed on the floor of my room with a thump.

"What the actual fuck!" Liam yelled as he was pulling the gun out from the bedside table, "Who the hell bit my foot?" He yelled.

"Calm down dip shit it's just me," I spoke with a groan.

"Taylor what the hell. I almost shot you," he spoke with annoyance laced in his tone.

"No you just had a gun pointed at my head for fun," I spoke with sarcasm dripping from my tongue, "And I wouldn't needed to do that if your foot wasn't in my mouth."

"Ok whatever just shut the hell up because I have a massive hangover."

"You're not the only one," I quietly mumbled.

We both quickly climbed back into my bed and just as we were both about to fall asleep my alarm went off. You have got to be kidding me.

"Shit!" I yelled realizing what was happening today.

"What?" Liam questioned.

"We're getting our mission today," I spoke with urgency.

"Damnit, why did we have to get drunk last night?"

"Um because you wanted to celebrate, which by the way we are never doing again."

I got up with a groan and made my way over to the bathroom.

I took a quick shower and got ready for the day.

When I came out of my en-suite bathroom I noticed Liam was gone. He was probably in the guest room where he leaves a bunch of his stuff.

I walked over to my closet and threw on some black leggings, black tank top, and leather jacket. I went over to my vault and pulled out two knives and stuck them into my the heels of my boots, one tranquilizer and handgun in my jacket, and my advanced tech glasses.

As a spy I have to be prepared for the worst at all times. That is why I always have some form of weaponry on me.

I made my way downstairs and popped an Advil in my mouth to help with the hangover and made Liam and myself some coffee.

A couple minutes later Liam came down stairs in black jeans with a black plain t-shirt along with a leather jacket. He most likely also had a couple guns and knives on him.

"Do you have any idea what this new mission will be about?" He questioned.

"I have no idea all I know is that they need both of us because we are 'young enough' which I have no idea what that means," Liam chuckles and takes a sip of his coffee.

"Ok well what are we waiting around for? We finally have a mission together and we are sitting around? We need to go!" He exclaims.