❛ you do not seem fine. ❜
"don't get all soft on me now, your highness," flat expression turns into a knowing smirk, a private joke shared in her mind before clarifying. "you might want to know there's a new tenant in my body," the fact that said tenant is an alien goop obsessed with brains gone unsaid for now, least they need is to create chaos. "they're mostly nice when fed, won't cause you any problems," even then natasha's extra bags ( at the cost of appearing pretentious and spoiled ) are packed to the brim with chocolate bars to keep the beast at bay.
{ heeellooo }
"and here we are," a dramatic sigh, gloves hand lifting to show goop and slime sliding all over natasha's arm. "you familiar with symbiotes? this one's distantly related to the symbiote called venom."
{ ugh ... it was just one drop ! }
