"Nobody was born hero and no one can inherit heroism; but you become a hero when your whole life has been a sacrifice for others."
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A few days have passed since Arnold was sent to arkham asylum, and the case was closed, Things have been going smoothly and peacefully so far.
Right now, the time was seven twenty-seven a.m. as Anne was seen in her room while fixing her dress.
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Anne fixed her hair and smiled at herself in the mirror as she was ready to go to work, She grabbed her purse and left her room. Anne continued walking downstairs until she heard classical music being played.
Anne looked around until she saw someone in the kitchen.
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Bucky was pouring orange juice in the glass as He noticed Anne, Winters had a small smile on her face and said something to her.
Anne: So you're the one snooping in my kitchen?
Bucky: I was just thristy, Do you want some?
Anne: No, I have to leave anyway. Also, what is with the 40s music?
Bucky: It's a song Steve and I always listened to.
Anne: Interesting.
Bucky: Besides, I don't understand today's generation with music.
Anne; The trends always change, You will get used to it soon.
He nodded and began drinking the juice as Anne was looking at him and asked him another question.
