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Natasha smith was always known as the 'quiet girl', she has a tight circle of childhood friends, and spends her days buried in books. Due to her anxiety she's always struggled making friends and putting herself out there but now's the perfect op...
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"Ok i'll say it, i think steves ending in endgame was somewhat selfish."
"What. the. Fuck."
"Oh he's about to die, rip Cole."
"Wait! Before you try and chop my head off, at least hear me out!" Cole throws his hands up trying to stop JJ and Theo from pouncing on him.
"I think he should have stayed a little longer for Bucky and Bruce, possibly even clint. Bucky because he had just come back from getting blipped and stuff and didn't know much about the modern day world and Bruce and Clint since they were both grieving Natasha, no you the fictional- you get what I mean." I let out a laugh when Cole starts to get confused between me and the fictional Natasha.
"Ok i kind of agree with him but i do think steve deserves to rest after everything, like come on the man had been literally been fighting all his life. But I want to know who he got married to because if he got married to Peggy Carter wouldn't that make him Sharon's uncle." Abby's face turns into pure disgust when Ezra reminds us of the weird relationship between Steve and sharon.
The boys have been having multiple marvel theory discussions for like an hour when really we should be doing homework but me and Abby did ours at lunch and I guess these idiots don't care.
Nothing new.
"I heard about a theory where he and Nat lived a life together when Steve took the stones back and came back old since Nat died. I'm not sure if I believe it but it seems slightly possible because of the fact that Steve wouldn't tell Sam who he's married to." Abby chims in while eating popcorn, I think I've stolen half of it though. She looks down at her bowl and notices half her popcorn is gone then looks at me. I give her a small smile before jumping off the couch and running to the kitchen.
"Abby, where do we keep the cookies again?" I look over my shoulder to her, she simply shrugs her shoulders at me before facing the TV again.
Thanks for your help, not.
"There in here but i dont think your short self can reach." I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard Ezra right behind me. I can also feel him behind me when he reaches over me to open the cupboard above my head where apparently the cookies are.
"Why on earth are they up there?" I grumble as I turn to him, accepting the cookies. He just laughs at me and follows me back to the couches taking a seat next to me. I'm now sitting between Abby and Ezra watching the other 3 still argue over marvel theories.
It's been nearly 3 weeks since my mom passed and I've been doing ok. I have days where I can't even get out of bed and others where I'm just me I guess..
My friends have been more than amazing, when I have my bad days they come into my room and just sit with me, make sure I've eaten, help me get my school work done or if I have classes they will take notes for me.
