#masters.points

mardra probably should have been excited about being in hawaii for the first time, but given everything that happened the night before, she couldn’t help but feel incredibly frustrated. everything that happened seemed to annoy her, from her seat on the plane to the two-hour drive on the way to the resort. not to mention the way people kept looking at her, as if she wanted their sympathy. walking down the hallway on her way to the hotel bar, mardra’s face was permanently in a scowl and and nearly ran headfirst into someone, “ jesus christ ! watch where you’re going, damn. some people are trying to walk here. ”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐊𝐘. the security head was insistent that a new one was on the way; it was just really hard to ship a fucking metal detector around. sticks never cared unless he was in charge of it, and predictably, only twelve minutes into his shift, the detector started beeping as the person in the entrance lobby stepped through it. “ alright, kid, come with me, ” he sighed, barely reciting protocol as he grabbed the person’s belongings from the bin and led them down a hallway to the right. chances were this person didn’t have a weapon on them, or even, like, a metal spoon, but it was procedure to check regardless. “ wanna’ save me ten minutes and tell me you’re just happy to see me instead of there actually being a gun in your pocket ? ”

ELIZA: so i may or may not have just sent THE most fucked up/riskiest text to a guy??

sitting in the common area with an iced lemon water gracing her hand , athena’s mind wandered to the marvel movie marathon that occupied her free time during the last couple of days. it seemed as though the only thing that relieved her stress was acting dehydrated over fictional characters in the comfort of her own penthouse. even if the storylines were not always as enjoyable as the comics , the action made up for it. as her attention snapped back to the conversation at hand , athena uncrossed her legs as she sat up to finally give her ( 2 ) cents.  “    let’s talk about something that’s actually important. tony stark. he’s literally the only avenger that matters  &  he carries the movie franchise. if you can name a better avenger with a good reason why , i’ll give you ( one ) thousand dollars.    ”

andrea knew that she had a meeting in a couple hours, but the beach waited for for no woman––and really being covered in sand and sunscreen was hardly the worst shape she’d shown up to work in. “people who don’t believe in the patriarchy clearly haven’t ever prepped for the beach,” she hummed, tossing her hair over her shoulder and smirking slightly. “seriously, brazilians are the worst thing societal expectations have put womenkind through.” she glanced at the innocent person standing next to her and dangled the bottle of sunscreen in front of them. “get my back? i’ve put my skin through enough without burning it.”