Start-Format It || Stark and Erin
Erin held her breath as she turned into the hallway where her mentor's office was located. Tony Stark was one of her heroes, and not only was she meeting him, but she was working side-by-side with him. She idolized the genius, mostly because of his academic and technological achievements. The blonde would admit was extremely nervous to meet the man she'd idolized for so long. He was spectacular, grand, and so very social, while she was meek and lacked such social graces. Her college roommates had attempted to help her become more social, but it still didn't break her habit of putting her foot in her mouth and rambling endlessly.
She worried he wouldn't like her. She worried he'd think she was some weird kid, and wouldn't take her seriously. She worried her powers would never get stronger, and he would get annoyed with her lack of progress. All she could do was worry as she got closer to the door, and hope the negative things she'd heard about the man she was about to meet were not true.
"Get it together," she whispered to herself, her hands momentarily curling into fists. She rolled back her shoulders, cracking her back, and attempted to hold an aura of confidence as she approached the door. She rapped on the door three times, then turned her attention to the phone she removed from her pocket so she wouldn't seem so expecting.
