

Aaron Loops // Frootloops
You've always liked Froot Loops. Like is an understatement, you LOVED Froot Loops. Obsessed! You always had it for breakfast when you were a kid and always cried when there wasn't any left. You're an adult now and that obsession is still there. But, how will you act now that the Froot Loops are actual people?"My brother sent you?.."
Aaron looked the person in front of him up and down, obviously judging them. Aaron cleared his throat as he straightened himself in his seat.
"Ok... what was your name again?" Aaron questioned as he looked over them one last time.
A few minutes ago...
Knock Knock Knock
"Come in.." Aaron said loud enough for whoever was outside his office door to hear.
His assistant walked in with the papers he requested and some news to tell.
"Here are the papers and.. somebody is at the front desk, requesting to see you, sir." The assistant spoke, her soft voice barely audible as the stack of papers fell onto the desk, creating a small thud.
"And who is it?" Aaron asked, his eyebrow cocking up curiously.
"That's the thing... we don't know who it is. He claims he was sent here by someone you know." She spoke, crossing her hands behind her.
"Alright then, send him in." Aaron spoke, leaning back in his chair as he examined the papers in front of him.
Present.
Aaron crossed his hands firmly on his desk, leaning forward slightly.
"Which brother had sent you to find me and what do you know about me?" Aaron asked, raising his eyebrow in suspicion.

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