SANCTUARY ➸ marvel au

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Isabelle sat on the bench to wait for the bus, too bothered to walk all the way to her apartment. Her backpack rested at her side. She rolled her shoulder, wincing at the ache from carrying the heavy load of books.

She was glad that she was dismissed early for the day and had no more classes. It was harder to handle them with all of them constantly talking about the Avengers. Yet, it was always hard enough to pay attention in class either way.

The next few days dragged on in pretty much the same way. It was dull and nerve-wracking at the same time. A combination that Isabelle did not like. Especially now that five Avengers were crashing at her place.

Yelena, Kate, Peter and Kamala pretty much felt at place since they'd crashed at her place multiple times over the past couple of months, but she was yet to still bond with America who was quite awkward and shy whenever Isabelle approached her.

Those five were on Isabelle's mind more often than she'd like to admit, and she hated that in a way because of how much she was distracted by them. Letting out a sigh, she caught a glimpse of a dark, blurry picture of the explosion on a newspaper that had been left on the bus stop's bench.