forum Rp for whomsoever may be online

Started July 22, 2019 by @amber_is_in_a_loop

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"No, I'm definitely not FBI. Wouldn't that be interesting?" She laughed softly, more to herself than Lea.

"It definitely would," Lea said, laughing along. "Well I'm a student. Or, will be. I'm on my gap year," she went on to explain.

"Oh, fun. Yeah, I've already been working in my dream job since I was younger, probably 12. Hard to explain."

"That must be so nice, doing what you love!" Lea said enthusiastically. "Have you always lived here?"

"Uh, no. I'm originally from Greece. My family moved over here to America when I was still quite young, so I've never really had an accent, I guess."

"Oh that's cool! Never been to Greece, but I just flew over from Bordeaux this morning, that's where I live."

"Bordeaux? That's in France, right? I think I've been there. Maybe a couple years ago."

"That's right! Surprised you couldn't tell," she joked, secretly pleased. Maybe her accent was already fading. "It's a great place, but I'm happy to get away."

"I travel a lot so I don't pay much attention to people's accents. And a lot of my friends are from different countries so I'm kinda used to it."

She expertly deflected the jolt of disappointment. "Got it. So is New York good for your work?"

"Yes and no. I travel a lot for work, but New York is kinda where our base is. We're a really small workplace."

"I see, I see. Well it sounds like a nice job, being friends with your coworkers and stuff. Although," she indicated Jessie's phone, "they seem to be a little frustrating right now."

"Yeah, well. They're just trying to get work done. They're kinda naggy, but we're all really close."

"That's nice. I've not really got any friends from my high school, they're all a bit stupid."

"Yeah, my friends are like that two." Jessie sighed. "But we kinda have to be serious when working. Our job needs it."

"I'm sure…" Which was a foolish thing to say, she realized, since she didn't know Jessie's job. But she went on, pretending not to notice the slip up. "Does your work take up all of your time?"

"Yes and no. I'm not always doing it, but it's always involved in my daily life. Can't really avoid it."

She nodded silently, her questions running dry. They were almost at their destinations, and Lea went for the question she'd most wanted to ask.
"We're almost there. Shall we exchange phone numbers?"

Shall we exchange phone numbers? These words rung in Jessie's head. She hid her hesitance with uncomfortable-ness. "Phone numbers? I don't even know your name. Why would I give you my phone number?"

Lea laughed, heart beating wildly. "Because I'm in idiot. But I like you." She fell silent, unsure whether she was helping or digging herself further into a hole. "I'm Lea," she added weakly.

"Lea, huh? So, Lea. What makes you think that I would give you my phone number, simply because I know your name? I barely know you. I don't even know your coffee order."

She frowned. "Knowing someone's coffee order is a very personal thing."
Then, taking a single step back, she pulled the coffee receipt out from her pocket, scribbled down her own number, and handed it Jessie. "There you go. This is clearly backfiring. So call me if you want to."
And she rushed to walk away.

I'm definitely not calling that nutjob, Jessie thought, yet she folded the piece of paper and shoved it into her jacket pocket as she opened the door to her headquarters.

(hey do you want to skip to the next morning? like to when its being broadcasted of pierre's assassination? i can write it if you want, kind of have an idea)

"The world begins to mourn as news spreads of Roman Pierre's death. No details have been released to the public about how he died, but it is believed that he was assassinated. Sources have revealed that his assassinator was the Phantom, who the FBI has been trying to capture for the last five years."
A smirk played on Jessie's lips as she watched the cafe TV play the news story.