"She might not talk, but she can tell one hell of a story"
Dia doesn't talk by choice, only a few people know why. She communicates by sign language and so her friends were left with no choice but to learn the language so they can understand her.
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Dear Jonathan, I was cleaning out my backpack and I found the oddest thing a person could find in their backpack. I had no idea it was there, I must've stashed it in there when I packed my bags to come to the Avengers facility.
Good thing I didn't have it with me when I was traveling because I am 100% sure I would've been arrested by airport security. I do not want to be in prison under the pretense of human trafficking.
It's Thursday. Four days since the Idiot Four (or as Natasha calls them, Fantastic Four) dropped my phone in the toilet and I'm still phone-less. I don't know how much longer I can go without my phone. But I have to say, these past days without it have been nice. I'm getting to know the Avengers and they're making progress with signing.
Today at breakfast Sam kept a close eye on Clint and I as we signed. Clint wasn't wearing his hearing aids, so signing was his only communication method for the morning. I mean he can talk but he can't really hear, you know, 80% hearing loss. Sam understood some basic signs, and I'm impressed by how fast he's learning. They're all making an effort to learn.
Anyway, I gotta cut this short. Rhys left me a message, telling me he's gonna pick me up to go to work. I'm working at the Drunken Dog tonight, gonna impress the patrons with my awesome bottle tricks.
He's only picking me up so he can get free drinks and food.
Also, I know exactly what to do with what I found in my backpack. ☺
Still think this is stupid, Dia Amoreena Castillo. Not a human trafficker.
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Dia hummed a Coldplay song as she closed the bedroom door behind her and made her way out to the large living room where she last saw a particular camera she wanted to take to work.
When she entered the living room, she spotted Sam, Bucky, Vision and Pietro who are all being entertained by Biscuit's cuteness. None of them noticed the young woman until she walked to the middle of the room and grabbed the camera that was on the table. She put the camera strap over her head and the camera hung around her neck.
"Going out?" Sam questioned when he saw that Dia is dressed in a nice pair of jeans, a band T-shirt and a nice jacket. Her brown hair pulled back, making the blue earring on her right ear visible to everyone.
"Work" she informed.
"Work" Vision translated.
"Work at–" Pietro looked down at his phone to check the time "four thirty? Where do you work at?"
Dia was about to tell them that she's a bartender, but something told her otherwise and so she decided to have some fun with them. She softly bit down her bottom lip and began to dance in place even if there's no music. She placed both hands on her jacket and slowly and seductively began to take it off. She swayed her hips and as she was slowly giving a twirl, she looked over her shoulder to see all men staring wide eyed. They understood what she meant.
