Ch.1 Meeting the team

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I don't know what the hell Hotch was smoking to even recommend something like this. Also, it's not that I have a problem with women, I don't. It's just weird you know, an all-female team. Fuck. I sound like a sexist. Damn it brain, stop thinking like that. Maybe this will be good, all I really care about is how dedicated they are to the job. If I'm being honest, a unit full of wannabe alpha males would be counterproductive. I swear I better not regret this.

"You know this is crazy right? You must be completely out of your mind to think that I'd be okay with this."

"Look John, I'm giving you an opportunity here. Be glad that you're pretty much the only person we're considering for this because other agents would be already jumping off a cliff just for this gig. Do it because I know this is where your heart is. John, do it for Wonyoung."

"You really need to stop using her to try and bait me into this. "

"I mean she's the reason why you found a purpose in life right?"

"Fair point. When do I meet the team?"

"Considering that it's about 10 pm there, you'd be showing up no later than 8 am. Does that sound good to you?"

"I don't even get a weekend? It's Friday tomorrow, come on Hotch give me the next few days to mentally prepare myself for this."

""Unfortunately, criminals don't take weekends off, so you're just going to have to tough it out. Have faith, John. To make things easier, you have agents that are proficient in Communications and Public Relations Agents who aren't rookies have experience so at least prioritizing cases and handling the public image won't be another thing you'd have to focus on."

"I guess that does make things a bit easier. Hotch don't screw me on this. I'm putting myself out on a limb here, and the only reason I said yes was because not only do I respect your word, but I also don't have just myself to take care of."

"Thank you, John. Oh, and more thing."

"What's up?"

"Try not to let them get in your head."

"Haha don't worry. My mind is a steel fortress and my heart is as cold as ice. Nothing is getting through."

"Man, only if you knew."

"Knew what?"

..................

"Hotch?..."

"***The Caller has been, disconnected. Would you like to try again? ***"

"Bitch."

Finally, that dreadful phone call was done and over with. Although it seemed like it only lasted for a few minutes, looking at the time I noticed that it took a whole hour for him to tell me all that. Wait a minute, that means... WONYOUNG'S BEEN IN THE STORE FOR OVER AN HOUR AND OH MY GOD HOW MANY BAGS IS SHE HOLDING?!?! OH MY GODJIHYO PLEASE TELL ME THEY HAD A BUY 1 GET 34254254524524523 ITEMS FOR SALE OR SOMETHING. Who is this person... jisoos christ.

OPPA! Look! I got so much food! I swear it's going to be like we'd never have to go shopping again

Wonyoung, how much was all that?

mmmmm It was only like....2.3..4... it was only 440 oppa, it wasn't too bad

Oh really? Wow okay, so only 440 won huh?

dollars.

Ko..Korean..dollars?

US

It was as if my wallet had evaporated into thin air when I heard her say the actual price. I was honestly going to use that spending money for a new PS4, but hey. It's not like the apartment is overflowing with food that no matter how much we eat, somehow never seems to go away.

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