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She didn't let go,
if anything she
got closer, her
finger still snugly
wrapped as her
forehead collided
softly with Debbie's. แ
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โ Don't put that
on yourself... No
one knew. No one
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( it was almost impossible to keep her stance & remain strong when met with so much empathy . . same tired optics observed their hands , lips momentarily pressed in a thin line . )
. . . if only i had seen it sooner .
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Stark had turned her down
Reed, Banner... All of them.
Ridiculous moral codes and
ethics... She had no choice.
Phone in hand, she dialed the
number.
It rang three times
before being
picked up.
โ @WillOfVonDoom. I need
your help. โแ
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โ Hazel... ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ
Hazel, a nickname Natasha
had come to use reflecting
Debbie's umber toned iris.
Widow let a wary stray
index finger hook
around the other
Woman's pinkie finger,
holding it gently.
โ Complex is putting it
lightly. โแ
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. . .
( so that's where the conversation is heading to . . a topic the woman accepts with a single nod , a deep breath preceding her words . )
then i suppose you also know it's . . quite difficult to process .
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Natasha idly fiddled with the lid
of her coffee cup
โ ...Debbie... โ
She pausedโโ
emerald eyes locking with
hazel hues once again, sympathy
honeying her words.
โ...I know what it's like to have
someone you love try and
kill you... โแ
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seems like your sleep schedule is way worse than mine then . .
( a short smile , getting up from her seat so she could finally face her host properly . )
and i appreciate the concern . i'm fine , this is nothing new .
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Taking a small sip. Green eyes
flicking to Debbie.
โ I wish. Super soldier
serum doesn't really allow
sleep. More glorified
micro naps. โ
One finger tentatively tapped
the edge of her cup.
โ Wanna talk about it?... โแ
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( both hands reached for the cup , a faint smile smile on her features once the warmth reached her . )
i'll make it easier and say both .
( dark hues then looked back at the other . )
and yourself ?
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Placing a paperboard cup
of hot coffee next the other
before leaning up against the
wall with her own cup nestled
between her fingers.
โ ...Bad dream?
Or just crappy sleep? โแ
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Natasha always looked
forward to this day.
One day out of the month
she would meet up with @BlondeBlazerr for coffee.
No explosions.
No world ending calamity.
No death
Just a moment in time
to be two normal women. แ
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independent portrayal of ๐ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ข๐ ๐๐๐ซ๐๐ฒ, aka ๐๐ฅ๐๐๐ค ๐๐๐ญ.
based on Marvel comics, personal headcanons, and character interpretation.
writer is friendly & approachable.
multi-ship with chemistry.
mature themes may be present.
#MarvelRP#MCURP
โป & โก
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@StarLordOfDance
doesn't know it yet,
but Natasha has been
watching him dance
and sing with his
headphones on
thinking he was alone for
the past five minutes. แ
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