forum Spies One-On-One (Closed)

Started June 07, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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“Oh, wow,” Anya muttered. “Really? Days?”

"You don't think that's enough time?" Spencer asked, walking toward the couch.

“No, I think it’s too much,” Anya smiled. “We usually have much less time.”

"Hey, that just means that I can spend more time with you," Spencer declared with a grin, gesturing for her to join him.

“That is a good point,” Anya laughed, walking back over to the couch and sitting down next to him.

Spencer wrapped an arm around her shoulders and kissed her cheek.

"How often do we just talk about trivial things like our favorite colors or numbers or animals?" he wondered out loud, hugging her close.

“… never,” Anya answered, after a moment of thought. She tilted her face upwards. “What’s your favorite color?”

"Um… Navy blue. What about you?" Spencer asked, pecking her nose.

“Bright green,” Anya said without a moment’s hesitation. “Not like traffic-vest-neon-green, but like leaf-right-at-the-beginning-of-spring green.”

"That's a good color, too. Okay, what about your favorite animal?" Spencer asked.

“Hmm… that’s harder,” Anya said thoughtfully. “I guess it’s a tie between an otter and a hedgehog. You?”

"Germain shepherd. Hands down," Spencer answered with a laugh. "But hedgehogs and otters are pretty cute. I mean, I know of something much cuter, but they're up there."

Anya laughed. “And what might that be?”

"Well, she just so happens to be sitting right next to me…" Spencer trailed off, looking over at her with a grin.

“Oh, okay,” Anya grinned, chuckling softly. She cupped Spencer’s face in her hands and kissed him.

//its the fitzsimmons picture of space scene!!!!

Spencer chuckled against her lips before kissing her back. He wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her closer, and shut his eyes happily.

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)

(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

(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.”

(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.

(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."