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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘺
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NATASHA WAS STANDING by the bus stop late at night. Her jacket hugged her waist as the wind made her hair flow behind her. Her dress had a single strap, her necklace had the Black Widow symbol and so did the strap on her back. She had straightened her hair and added some eyeliner. A stylish chain was tied loosely around her waist. She looked down at the slit of her dress, which was covered with her long coat. Natasha smirked. A gun was strapped onto her thigh, in case of any emergencies. Her bag had extra ammo, in case she ran out and another bag with gifts for Camilla.
Natasha sighed, as she tapped the tip of the heels to the ground. She looked at her phone, which had the time.
"Where is he? He's running late. Did something happen to him?" Natasha muttered to herself. She put her phone back into her bag, which also had Yor's daggers, she had forgotten to return. She raised an eyebrow.
'That's right, I forgot to return her daggers.'
She looked towards the other direction looking up at the stars. Thinking to herself. Did she make the right choice?
With Loid
A huge explosion came out of the warehouse. Loid and Franky quickly got out of there.
