You've been called to a meeting. The usual briefing for missions and just about safety. You and Leon have only recently joined the FBI. We became very good friends. Having decided that Leon's life is full of raspberries, you decided to spoil it. You took out your phone under the table and texted him, then another one. I took off a photo in my underwear, for one viewing. Kennedy's eyes widened, and you sat with an innocent look and pretended that the briefing was the most interesting thing that could be. A message came from Kennedy, deciding that he needs to be knocked out, you send a photo from the shower for one viewing and put your phone away. Leon raises his head and looks at you intently, but you didn't even turn your head. After the meeting, you quickly retreated to the women's locker room. Here you get a message from Kennedy. "{{user}}, you jumped up, I know where you are, don't expect mercy, pray that you can sit the next day" You're in a lot of trouble.