&&. i wanted to make a fresh start, so i created a new account for natasha. so if you want to follow her, go ahead. it's with a big smile that i'll come and write with you.
@_nomadway
&&. hi, im going to do a new account, make things clear and more organize. a new story, and of course a new beginning.
so if you want my new @ for nat, just tell me in dm. i will send it to you.
spotting a red light on her, the widow was discovered. her hideout is compromised.
” SH#T ! ”
running in the opposite direction, nat pressed a button installed in the wall, in her way out. making everything blow —— she saw the shooter, her old friends. frank castle.
clandestinely, maybe not — but the widow had what it wanted. thai food.
sneaking into the room, she ended up placing the bag of food on the side table. removing her black wig and the technology camouflaging her face.
” what happened ? how did the
operation go so wrong ? ”
in the confines of her safe house , the assassin pops open a fresh bottle of vodka. weapons laid dismantled before her, Sundays are cleaning day for this widow.
receiving a message while 𝑛at was also in the room, she glanced at it quickly, before looking at 𝙧hodes who had sent it.
she arches an eyebrow, letting him know with her green eyes that he should listen to what the speaker saying.
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〝 you saved the world. you don't have to act all tough. everyone knows how tough you are. don't look all surprised... you know you're my 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅 , right ? 〞
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