CHAOS

                  a trick or treat edit for   @usafed

                    𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 & 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜.   she’s grateful for anything remotely resembling a conversation between the two of them.   after sokovia, the smoldering fire that was burning inside her died down.   the thirst for revenge replaced with guilt.   “ i don’t kno'v much about pepper but if i say i v’ant to be an artist and sho’v her z’his piece of paper, she’d make fun of it. ”   or maybe not.   she doesn’t know anything about the woman except that she’s the ceo of stark industries and wears elegant clothes.   “ not z’hat i v’ant to be an artist.   z’hese scribbles are a therapy thing.   ‘ to help us find our inner peace ’. ”   at first, she thought, it was total bullshit.   it was something you could find on the internet and suggest without even knowing the source of her troubles.   now, she still doesn’t believe it’s one hundred percent effective.  ( maybe twenty-two percent effective is more likely )   but at least it keeps her hands busy.

𝖘𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖔𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖈𝖍