Goodnight Mr FBI man~

"Mr FBI man?" he whispered.
Instinctively I stuttered, "yes?" I mentally slapped myself. He can't fucking hear you, dipshit.
"If you're really there, please give me a sign." His voice seemed to ache, like he was pained.
The voice of my supervisor thundered in my ears.
"DO NOT INTERACT! ONE SMALL MISTAKE CAN GIVE AWAY OUR ENTIRE OPERATION."
I sighed. "Im sorry Ethan." I muttered to myself, and I switched my monitor off.

Each FBI man is assigned a person to monitor digitally. Little did Special Agent King know he'd end up falling in love with his.