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𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒕𝒆𝒓 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒏 →˚₊· ܴೈ Oh really? The last time I checked, you are the one who rarely pays attention. It's always the Captian smolder... ❞
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ELAIN SAT LISTENING to the sounds of giggling as she sat on the ground, the moonlight gleaming in the window. She had an eventful time recently. A tragedy had struck in her family, when the Dark Elves' raided Asgard, Frigga was killed by Algrim while protecting Jane Foster. Elain had gone to the funeral after Steve convinced her he could watch the two kids.
It had been two years since the battle of New York, Elain was now twenty-six her adoptive kids were now seven and three. And over the two-year time span, Elain had learned that Camilo had an ability as well. She had been dating Steve for nearly two years now and things couldn't get any better.
