reality in motion || laundry night (from the beginning)
"No, no I didn't do anything. I just talked to him." she sliced her hand through the air, trying to downplay it and not take all the credit; she may have had all her graphs and binders and talks with him but at the end of the day, he was the one who made the conscious decision to move forward.
"Well, whatever you said to him seemed to stick, suit." Agent Romanoff opened and then closed her hands together, raising her eyebrows up slightly, "Maybe we could try it out sometime."
"Oh, I'm not licensed or anything like that -"
"Doesn't matter." Agent Romanoff shrugged, "Could always use a friend to talk to." she gave her a warm smile and Q froze for a moment.
"I'm sure you have plenty of friends, Agent Romanoff." she felt the back of her neck heating up at the thought of being friends with Agent Romanoff. Not that it was a bad thing - just unexpected and kind of terrifying; out of all the people in the world, in SHIELD, Agent Romanoff wanted to be her friend?
