27 Gwendolyn Stacy Bloom possesses powerful magic. Since she was ten years old, Gwen has been a member of S. H. I. E. L. D., and fighting crime in New York City.
When her new mission to stop the Norse god of tricks and lies thrusts her into the path...
I finish up in the shower from my usual morning run, and dry myself before I put on a sleeveless dolphin printed shirt, a black skirt with my stockings and black flats, leaving my hair unbound. I pair it with a dolphin jewellery set and go downstairs for breakfast where I also feed Cocoa.
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I sit at the table with a bowl of cornflakes, my mind wandering.
It's been a couple of months since the battle with the Dark Elves and I've just celebrated my 28th birthday on December 1st.
My friends and family have been doing what they can to cheer me up since I lost Loki, but nothing's worked. I was still grieving.
I soon finish breakfast before I go up to my room and grab out a Fairy Tail manga. I then plop myself on my window seat and begin reading, Cocoa soon coming up to curl beside me.
I absentmindedly stroke her fur as I read.
Bourse pass by before my phone rings with a text message. I was just about finished with volume 34 of Fairy Tail. I set it down after putting in my bookmark to see the time on my phone is screen is 12pm.
I got a text from Sel, asking if I wanted to go out for dinner with her and Levi.
I text back that I do and we arrange a time before I resume reading for the day, while mindlessly stroking Cocoa's fur.
