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Spencer chuckled against her lips before kissing her back. He wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her closer, and shut his eyes happily.
Spies One-On-One (Closed)
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Anya pulled back after a few seconds, (because idk how to write kissing scenes lol,) and smiled. “This is wonderful, but we should probably review our new characters.” (Mainly I just don’t exactly know what the mission is…. :P)
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(Lol.
Also… I don't really know, either…)
Spencer sighed and opened his eyes. "I suppose you're right."
// :P
oof
Any ideas?
“I usually am,” Anya smiled. “Except for when I’m not.”
She gracefully spun out of his embrace to walk over to the counter to pick up her file. “So, I guess this is mainly an intel mission?”
//I reread that… it doesn’t make any sense. I’m sorry, I guess I can’t write today :P
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(Well… They could go infiltrate some business to get information, "accidentally" read said info, and find out that the agency is corrupt?
It made sense, except for the fact that they're on the couch.)
"It looked like it," Spencer said, standing and making his way over to her with his file in hand.
//lol yep
I mean
The folders could give them a destination?
Like, “start here,” or whatever
“Yep. Starting in… (insert location)? Really? Huh. Why would you keep intel there?” Anya wondered, flipping the page of her file. “Jeez, this thing is long.”
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(Sure, yeah.)
"No kidding," Spencer muttered as he flipped through his own file. "It looks like we leave at sunrise day after tomorrow."
(It snowed. And stuck. It's white outside, and I am not okay with that.)
//aww, I’m sorry
“Indeed it does,” Anya nodded, holding up her file for Spencer to see. “Mine says the same.” She lowered the folder back to her eye-level so that she could continue reading.
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(I mean, I love MN, but I don't care for the cold… But, hey, the snow is pretty, so at least there's that!)
Spencer hummed and walked behind Anya. He stood behind her and put his arms around her, holding his file in front of both of them. "So it looks like we're catching a flight to New York, then."
//ooh yeah, that’s something!
“I guess so,” Anya smiled. “In exactly…” she checked her watch, “… thirty eight hours.”
//because math :P
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(Lol.)
"Now, I suppose practicing as our disguises would be good, yeah?" Spencer suggested.
“Probably,” Anya nodded. She twirled a strand of hair for a second. “It’s so weird to be a redhead. Anyways… any scenarios?”
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"Maybe just something normal?" Spencer suggested with a shrug.
“Normal. Right,” Anya nodded, setting down her folder. “Umm…. what’s something normal?”
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"Um… Well, let's say someone asks how we met," Spencer suggested. "How do we respond?"
“Ahh… something uniquely stereotypical,” Anya murmured thoughtfully. “Any ideas?”
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"High school sweethearts? But we didn't see each other for a few years during college, and then we met up again," Spencer said with a shrug.
“Good idea,” Anya nodded. “Bonus: we met up again at a mutual friend’s wedding during or after college.”
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"I'd go with after, just to be safe," Spencer said, mentally taking all of the information down. "Maybe we were paired together as a groomsman and bridesmaid?"
“Good idea,” Anya nodded. “Yeah, that’s perfect. Should we have specific things we noticed about one another, or just wing it?”
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"I'd say wing it," Spencer said with a shrug.
“Works for me,” Anya agreed.
//time skip?
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(Guess who's sick again?
And sure. To when?)
//awww. I hope you feel better!
Up to you :)
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(I'm actually better already. Lol. It sucked while it was bad, though.
Start of the mission?)
//sure! I’m glad you’re feeling better! :D
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(Thanks!
I got coffee and now I'm jittery. XD This is fun.)
Spencer knocked in the door to Anya's room, suitcase in hand. Today they would leave for their mission, and he was getting her a little bit earlier than necessary. Who could blame him, though? He loved his girlfriend.
//XD
Anya heard the knock, and, assuming it was Spencer, called, “Just a minute!”
She finished folding everything neatly in her bag, checked her reflection one more time, and then walked over to the door and opened it. “Ready?”
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"As I'll ever be," Spencer answered with a smile, kissing the top of her head as he took her bag. "Shall we?"