*gulp* that's the last thing I want to see. *looks through her files* I just realized, my next assignment is a Mr. Jake Ryan. He seems to be a potential red pill.
Agents Jones and Brown bring him in. I can't but help notice as to how cute he looks even though he's human. I am speechless because I am feeling like a 16 year-old girl who can't speak to her crush. I get flustered.
"Hey guys! can you handle this one?" I ask my fellow agents.
I exit as I slam my head against the wall.
"Oh God! Mr. Ryan probably thinks I'm such a dork."
Back in the room Mr. Ryan speaks to my fellow agents.
"Hey what's wrong with her?"
"Maybe she's retarded." Jones tells him.
"No, she always looks at me like she's in love with me or something." Mr. Ryan says.
Meanwhile, I go to my office and sit in my chair and out nowhere the twins pop up from the ceiling as I get the shit scared out of me and start screaming.
"What's happenin' hot stuff?" They both say.
"Get out of my office!" I say as I shoot my Desert Eagle in their direction. They scurry out of site.
As I sit at my desk, I think to myself as to why I was speechless when I could speak with Mr. Ryan. I'm an Agent, calm and cool, not some giddy teenage girl who's ga-ga over some cute guy.
Agents Jones and Brown bring him in. I can't but help notice as to how cute he looks even though he's human. I am speechless because I am feeling like a 16 year-old girl who can't speak to her crush. I get flustered.
"Hey guys! can you handle this one?" I ask my fellow agents.
I exit as I slam my head against the wall.
"Oh God! Mr. Ryan probably thinks I'm such a dork."
Back in the room Mr. Ryan speaks to my fellow agents.
"Hey what's wrong with her?"
"Maybe she's retarded." Jones tells him.
"No, she always looks at me like she's in love with me or something." Mr. Ryan says.
Meanwhile, I go to my office and sit in my chair and out nowhere the twins pop up from the ceiling as I get the shit scared out of me and start screaming.
"What's happenin' hot stuff?" They both say.
"Get out of my office!" I say as I shoot my Desert Eagle in their direction. They scurry out of site.
As I sit at my desk, I think to myself as to why I was speechless when I could speak with Mr. Ryan. I'm an Agent, calm and cool, not some giddy teenage girl who's ga-ga over some cute guy.
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