~--He Hacked His Way Into My Heart--~

~--He Hacked His Way Into My Heart--~

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This is an AU created by @CartoonJunkie1 I walked into the run down building, my hood pulled over my face. I looked around and walked into a room I was told by directions to enter, my laptop in one arm and my gun holstered in my belt I opened the door. Inside was a man with green hair, a pair of glasses, and a grey hoodie that looked similar to mine just not as long. He waved not even looking up from his computer with one headphone in and wires all around himself. I sat down in the couch on the other side of the room, the guy finally looked over at me and smiled. "How's it goin' newbie?" He was Irish I could already tell, that's a accent almost nobody could miss. "Pretty good. Yourself?" I said and placed my laptop on my lap. "I mean, could be better." He said and walked over to the thermostat turning it down a bit. I opened up my laptop and opened a website imbedded onto it and messed around wit the tech... I thank CartoonJunkie for this AU!
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You just finished your last day of art school and decide to go out with a couple of friends.You all decide to go to a pub in the nearest town. You meet a man with green hair and a blue sweatshirt in the seat next to you, and only share a few words. You finish up at the pub, and you and your friends split up and walk to each of your houses. You feel someone watching you. You decide to ignore it, but you chose...poorly. Who is the man you met at the pub? Well...you'll find out soon. "'Hey there lass!' The man said as he caught you."

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