forum Spies One-On-One (Closed)

Started June 07, 2018 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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//so how’re you

//oh man i gtg now byeeee

(Lol.
I'm fine.
'Bye!)

//okey dokey.

//it is huh

Anya toiled in her apartment, straightening crooked photos she’d hung on the wall and fluffing sparse pillows.

Spencer walked back across the hall to Anya's apartment, now fully disguised as Noah. He knocked on her door with his free hand, the other holding a couple of bottles of Sprite her had found in his fridge. Because he didn't drink alcohol, he tended to bring soda to most parties or events. It felt odd to not bring something over to Anya's, even though she hadn't asked him to.

Anya opened her door, wearing the most casual dress she’d been given. It wasn’t that casual. “Noah! Thank you so much for coming over,” she gushed. “Just in here.” She ushered him inside.

"Thanks," Spencer/Noah said, looking around the apartment. "Wow, you've already done so much in here. It looks great!"

Almost as much as she does, huh?

Where did these thoughts keep coming from?

He mentally shook the confusion from his mind, then handed Anya/Leslie the sodas with a smile. "I brought these over 'cause I thought it'd be nice to have something to drink with our pizza," he explained awkwardly.

Gee, really? Don't you think she could've guessed that on her own?

Shut up. You're not helping anything.

Dude, I'm you. Of course I'm not being helpful.

//lol its great

“Thank you!” ‘Leslie’ smiled, accepting the cans. “Oh, this will work out perfectly!” She led him to her small eating area. “I’m sorry, this apartment is the best I could afford… it’s pretty small, I understand if you don’t want to stay….” She looked at ‘Noah’ imploringly.

'Noah' grinned at 'Leslie', then shook his head, assuring her that it was lovely.

"Of course, I'll stay," he said, smiling. "Who needs a ton of space? That's for large companies."

“True,” ‘Leslie’ nodded. “This is all we need.” She gestured for him to sit and followed her own instruction. “Do you like pepperoni?”

//I won’t be on much this week cause I have a swim camp I’m sorry

(Darn, okay. Idk how much I'll be on anyway.)

"Yes, I do," Noah replied with a nod. He opened his mouth to say something else, but he was cut off by his phone receiving a message.

DIRECTOR BARNS: Meeting with Pres. moved up. Now scheduled for 8 this evening.

Spencer checked the time. It was only 5:45 pm, so they had time to eat before they would have to leave.

"Did you get that message, too?" he asked Anya.

“Yeap,” Anya said, pulling her phone out of her pocket. “Encrypted, right? Dam, I hate these meetings.” She shoved a slice of pizza in her mouth.

Spencer sighed, grabbing a slice of pizza.

"Yeah, so do I, but it's gotta be done, ya know? We can't just suddenly appear," he said before taking a bite of his pizza.

“Sadly,” Anya agreed. “Whelp. Ima get ready now.” She held out the pizza box to Spencer. “Take it, or I’ll eat it all, and I’ve got to maintain my waistline.”

"I don't think one box of pizza will do that much," Spencer argued with a smile, but he took the box anyway. I mean, it was free food, so why not, right? "You sure you don't at least want a few more slices?"

//okay. No worries. Get some sleep :) I won’t be on tm until about 6 pm pacific, so don’t worry about it :)

//probly…. it seems too complicated lol