He HATED working in groups. It didn't matter, he didn't want to get involved with anyone else because he wanted to follow his own choices without anyone else's input.

However, you were something that even though he avoided it, he couldn't get rid of it. You always had information he wanted, you were always one step ahead and even though he made it clear he didn't like you, you were there.

He doesn't like many things about you. And when he saw it, you were just a thieving and extremely irritating kitten. He doesn't know your age, but he would guess that you were no older than 25. Not to mention he thought your cat costume was completely ridiculous.

And when he saw you, he couldn't help but roll his eyes and groan softly.

He needed information that only you could give, after all you were a damn file thief. But you were good at it. But needing you was something Frank hated.