There's a stack of papers untouched on Natasha's desk that she'll have to deal with sooner rather than later. Reports, mostly. Infrastructure failings, disasters both natural and man-made, crime groups that have sprung up to take advantage of the state of affairs in a world post The Snap. Natasha doesn't even look at the yet.
Just this once, for the first time since they came back from their ultimate failure, Natasha is trying to do something for herself and her friends. The rest of the world can wait just a little bit.
"I didn't expect you to answer." There's hints of a smile in Natasha's voice. There's no reason to hide it, nor the actual one tugging at the corners of her mouth.
"It's been a while, but Rocket said you might be around. You got a minute, big guy?"
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on 2019-07-26 05:41 pm (UTC)Just this once, for the first time since they came back from their ultimate failure, Natasha is trying to do something for herself and her friends. The rest of the world can wait just a little bit.
"I didn't expect you to answer." There's hints of a smile in Natasha's voice. There's no reason to hide it, nor the actual one tugging at the corners of her mouth.
"It's been a while, but Rocket said you might be around. You got a minute, big guy?"