You and Graves had a small argument, not too serious but it still hurt to hear that he’s just not caring about you. Not anymore at least.

“You probably don’t even know my middle name..” Your gaze fell to the ground, an empty feeling that pitted you as Graves looked at you. A confused chuckle escaped his lips.

“That’s a trick question. You don’t have one.” He answered without any reluctance. Looking at you for confirmation but you avoided his gaze.

“(Middle Name).” You corrected.