quickly running round as she got out, hand offering for the redhead to take as she uses her other hand to lock the car and grab her house keys.
โ Iโll get you a bucket just in case then โ
โ yeah, definitely nauseous but iโm sure itโs fineโ no big deal. โ
she waves it off, getting herself out of the car. โ just need foodโฆ yep. โ
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from the batons, realising what Bobbi was trying to say, closing her eyes cursing herself for not realising.
โ godโ Iโm an idiot. . โ shaking her head as she looks to the others baton. โ do you reckon I could get my own pair? โ
shaking her head slowly as she questioned if Naomi had figured it out, tilting her head slightly at her words.
โ I had no idea . . . I had a feeling you knew more than you were letting on. โ now meeting her gaze as she lifted it
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bobbi's own features draw into a confused frown, "yes, it was my mission. i thought you'd figured that out? i thought that's why youโ" her words cut off abruptly and she shakes her head.
she listens to the rest of naomi's words, to how the hacker has come to now place more โ
it didnโt clicked to Naomi , not one bit. she thought she couldnโt whilst under Bobbi for training. she needed to get better on reading between the lines before she ever does anything reckless.
biting her lip as she was going to say
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her words had been so carefully selected: ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ค๐ณ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ.
the training officer, the head of department, the level 8 agent cannot be the one to initiate anything with a more junior agent. but if the junior agent were to โ
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started, I feel awful saying this but I blame him. . โ
looking down to her feet as she wipes her eyes. โ I know you told me this because you think this is why I wanted a new trainee. . but truthfully, itโs because I wanted
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Everything felt like it had fallen apart a little, she assumed it wasnโt as strict with the whole her ex being here at shield still. she looks down to her feet whilst keeping her hands upon her own hips.
she wanted to say something
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when naomi stops fully in bobbi's line of sight, she lowers her hands to her side, absent-mindedly twirling the batons, a decades old method of self-soothing that she picked up as a child.
tongue darts across her lower lip, able to taste the salt that lingers there, as she โ
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but she couldnโt do that to Bobbi. Couldnโt put her job at risk, it wasnโt fair, she deserved to be here whereas herself only got her because she was considered a โ threat โ
she remains quiet , just nodding. Unsure on the
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hands upon her own hips as she looks at the dummy, away from the other.
โ I never knew about ( that ) rule. . and itโ god itโs stupid but I hate thatโs a rule. โ
hearing those words broke her heart a little , she closes her eyes before she brings herself to walk on over to the other. letting out a heavy sigh.
โ Bobbiโ I donโt want another person to train me. . it was never about that itโ โ
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weapons continue to slam into the dummy in rapid succession until bobbi's muscles ache and a sheen of sweat glistens across her forehead and back.
she hears the door open, gaze averting just long enough to confirm that it's only naomi returning before she focuses back on her โ
hearing her words , she sat up a little to face her, her face softened at the offer.
โ yโ you donโt have to do that. Itโll be okay โ she didnโt want r o burden the other with her own choices on not celebrating it. though she
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she remains quiet for a moment, thinking on naomi's words for a moment before a suggestion comes.
"i know it's not the same, but there's an arcade room here. has a pool table, air hockey, foosball, a pinball machine and other stuff. there's a cinema room, too. we could go and โ