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🕷️ → HER JAW PULSED as she listened to the other, fingers clenched around the mask in her hand, it’s all she can do to keep herself CALM and composed. there was always something, there was always something she did WRONG. May let the silence pervade the air for a little longer.She lifts her head to her to face Nicole, face stained with TEARS ❝ Are you seriously going down this road? The disappointment talk.❞her face which read guilt and HUMILIATION,hardened minutely ❝ you’re not my dad or my mother, so don’t treat me like a child..❞

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            ♙         ❝      yeah but i   WISH   it wasn’t the case.  i don’t entirely enjoy being held by SHIELD  like i am.  no offence.        ❞   he scowls.  he   wouldn’t   be an expense for the government if they didn’t   KEEP HIM HERE   like some unruly thing.

“Maybe a hundred bad days make a hundred good stories.”

Death was something Vanya had never thought about, at least until her brother Ben had tragically passed away. She might not have a concrete idea of what happened after someone died, but she hoped Ben was at peace; he deserved it. “I don’t know, I still think it’s better than not being at peace.” Would the person know whether they were at peace or not? Or would they feel uneasy until they got that peace they were unknowingly searching for? “Don’t get me wrong, there’s some people who probably don’t deserve it but I would take it over the alternative.” Taking a sip of her coffee, she spoke again. “Do you think there’s life after death?”

“ you know what, i take that back. let’s go with your plan, BUT, we have to make a few modifications to it. ” with her lower lip bit in determination, rosie turned towards lila, the only agent that wasn’t injured at this point.

There’s a sour look on her face as she tries to unstick her hand from the book she’d been holding. “It’s not my fault!!”