Me : *abandoned books for 3 years due to life crisis leading up to forget Wattpad's password and depression that my psychiatrist doesn't know what to do with*
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A potato flew around the room Before you came in
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WW girl (I lived, bitch)
Sometimes I wonder what's going on in the future. If I could fast forward time to see what's going on in my universe, if anything wild like... I don't know, World war 3 going on there that leads up to effect marvel cinematic universe at all.
Or if anything so fucked up effecting me in the first real world or not...
Probably just nothing. Meh, I'm such a paranoid bitch.
Previously on, I'm trapped here in the wrong world where I can't age, in love with dusted Peter Parker, Thor is a god of Fortnite, and Thanos died leaving us with depression.
"Thor... oh dear... Are you alright?" I grab his arm softly.
"Yes! I'm fine, why? Don't I look all right?"
"You look like Chris Hemsworth cosplaying Santa..." I whisper sadly. Even gods can become alcoholics.
"You look like melted ice cream." Rocket says. Now I can't unsee it.
Thor just laughs, what a body positivity King.
"So what's up? You just here for a hang, or what?"
"We need your help." Bruce says, "There might be a way to fix everything."
"What, like the cable? 'Cause, that's been driving me bananas for weeks." Thor burbs.
