A young prodigy has been selected to join the greats. He is a agent joining a company called Ghost Recon. A company that does what the FBI cannot. He is the rookie that has the potential to run the show. Some will hate him for his skill and some wil...
*Maya jumps up knocking things off herdesk* *Ty chuckles*
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Ty: Oh, was I not suppose to see this? You should shut your door next time.
*Maya lets out a deep breath of relaxation*
Maya: Oh, thank god it's just you. Well, you should try not being so damn nosy Cupid.
*Maya sits back down*
Ty: Ha, I couldn't help myself. I thought you weren't capable of smiling if I'm being honest.
Maya: Does everyone really think that? Your not the first person to tell me that.
Ty: Sadly, people do think that. Don't you think that it would explain all the eyes this morning? More importantly, who else has told you about your lack of smiling? You don't talk to anyone...
Maya: People were staring? .......and uh, no one (Ilya). It was just something I heard around the office.
Ty: Oh really, the girl who is always too focused on work, heard it around the office?
Maya: Yes! Is that so hard to believe?
Ty: Yes.... I thought I made that obvious with my sarcastic tone and the rhetorical question.
Maya: Okay, smart ass. Why does it matter to you?
Ty: Cause not too long ago, you wanted to kill the new guy and now today your glowing and so full of mysterious Joy. It's not like you.
Maya: So? Today's a new day...
Ty: Come on Von. Give me the juice. Does your happiness have anything to do with the new guy you were hell bent on confronting.
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Maya: Ilya? Oh, I forgot about him. What about him?
Ty: Oh, your calling him by his government name huh? You never do that.
