࿐ྂ ༘֨𖦹 IN WHICH the world
gets in the way of
soulmates
𝖠𝗇𝖽𝗋𝖾𝗐!𝖯𝖾𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖯𝖺𝗋𝗄𝖾𝗋 𝗑 𝖮𝖢
𝗗𝗶𝘀𝗰𝗹𝗮𝗺𝗲𝗿: I do not own any of the Sony & Disney (Marvel) characters that are in this book! I do however own...
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THE FORGE — nwh-post ( ASHLEE'S VERSION )
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THERE IS APPROXIMATELY FORTY-EIGHT HOURS IN TWO DAYS. Approximately because there is indeed not twenty-four hours in a day and instead twenty-three hours and fifty-three minutes. That is forty-seven hours and six minutes. On usual, an adult will sleep for eight hours. That inclines to the forty-seven hours and six minutes becoming thirty-one hours and six minutes.
Margaret sleeps less than eight hours. In fact, she did not sleep her second night in her new world. Therefore, her thirty-one hours and six minutes had became thirty-nine hours and six minutes. And many of them were spent inside of her head, digging for an escape only to come up empty handed. Many times she would forget where she was and after a surprisingly hot shower, she found herself forgetting who she was. Her thoughts ran wild to no stop. It was a wonder to the woman how she had yet to find a solution to her strange predicament.
Strange.
The moon shone brightly through the windows. Margaret was reaching her third day at the home earth of another. In three hours, the moon would reach its climax, welcoming in the dawn of the new holiday. She had rarely spent Christmas away from her family — even when in wakanda and on superhero trips she remained with family as they were her family as much as the Thompsons — she was broken to know she would have to start doing so.
