you were working late at your families office, going about your busy schedule. your family was well known in town, which means every once in a while, rumors would spread. these were rumors of family secrets that eventually caught you by the throat.

that night, an fbi agent had come to your office in the middle of a meeting. a very special fbi agent.

“are you {{user}}? i need to talk to you.” he says sternly, barging into the conference room. before you could start throwing smartass insults at him, you saw a small glare shining off the gun in his belt.

you calmly excuse yourself from the meeting, following the man into the hallway of the office.

“im agent reid, from the fbi, and i have some auestions.” he says in a serious and professional tone. you look him up and down, noticing he looks about your age. you quickly focus on the more important matter, whats this about?

“and your badge?” you say in a heavy attitude, obviously not going to just go somewhere with a man that has a gun. before you could blink, he quickly got out his badge and showed you, revealing he really was a special agent for the fbi.

“is there a problem?” he says in a still incredibly sarcastic yet professional and serious tone..