{A/N, that's an OHSHC joke lol}
That was it. She was in the RFA. This isn't quite what she wanted with her life, but this apartment was much nicer than her own... Was she going to have to pay the bills for this place? Never mind that for now. She didn't even want to think about that.
She started looking around, opening drawers and cupboards in the immediate area. She knew that she probably wasn't supposed to rifle through documents... But she really wanted to see. She worked as a SPY for pete's sake, if anyone could keep a secret it was her, she reached for the documents.... But that would probably be illegal, she pulled her hand back... She does (technically) illegal stuff for a living, she reached out again.
"It's too much." She mumbled to herself, pulling her hand back once and for all. She looked to the kitchen, then walked over. She couldn't help but wonder about the state of the fridge. It's probably empty, but there's the possibility that it's hiding a full supply of two-year-old food behind it.
She shuttered, the placed her hand on the handle. On the count of three, she would open the door and face whatever was inside. "One... Two... Three."
The yanked open the door, her eyes closed tight. She stood there for a moment, tense with anticipation. No smell... She opened one eye and sighed in relief. Completely empty. If no one had emptied the fridge she would've literally cried.
She added "Get groceries" to her mental to-do list, then moved on. She walked over to a bookshelf and started scanning the books. It was mostly normal stuff, but occasionally there would be a binder or two (unlabeled). Playing it safe again, she decided not to rifle through the binders.
She she kept wandering, she noticed a security camera watching her in the hallway. She smiled at it and waved as she walked. She peeked inside the bathroom (which was relatively normal, although stripped clean of toiletries for whatever reason), then made her way to the bedroom. There were still clothes in the drawers, but it felt strange to wear a dead stranger's clothes. She fell back onto the bed and pulled out her phone. She had two new messages from 707.
707: I see you~
707: Oh, you see me too haha
She smiled.
Oh so you're the one spying on me (<●>ω<●>)✧
She wasn't quite sure what that kaomoji was supposed to mean, but she hoped it conveyed that she was teasing.
707: Get used to it lolol
Okay, he gets it. She gently tossed her phone beside her on the bed and closed her eyes. This was all a lot to get used to. She sighed.
She better go shopping.
She sat up and checked Google Maps. There was a store down the street about five minutes away. That would probably work for now. She stood and started pacing through the house, furiously typing a list on her phone.
Finally satisfied, she put her phone in her pocket and grabbed her coat and backpack. She had one mission in two phases. Get groceries, and go back to her house and grab her clothes. She headed out the door, and decided to swing by her house first. It was a little farther away, but it meant that her groceries would stay cool on the way back.
As she walked down the street she took note of her surroundings. It looked like she was going to be here for a while.
{A/N again: This chapter is both shorter than ideal and more boring than ideal. It'll get better though, trust me :)) }
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Problematic {MC x 707} {Spy AU}
Romance707's job was always "too dangerous" for MC. You're always expected to put up with this as the player, but what if MC was also an agent? She's not obligated to put up with that when she is just as dangerous herself, right? You can find that out righ...
