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Two days later, boxes of my things were on my floor of the Avengers tower. I spend two more days unpacking, I had barely left my floor at all. Some robot brought me food randomly throughout the days though. Clint and Steve had been the only ones to come to my floor, other than that, I was in solitude. I flopped on the couch when I'd finished unpacking the last room, the living room. "Your choice of decor looks nice Mr. Sean." I head a British male voice say. I shot upright, turning my head to see a maroon and silver man wearing kakis and a sweater. "I did not mean to startle you." It said peacefully, I continued to stare a bit before signing, 'What the f*ck.' "I'm Vision," it said, frowning at my signs. Clint chose that moment to enter, "Hey FRIDAY said you were done-Vision did you take the elevator?" Vision shook its head. Clint groaned, "Dude he doesn't know who or what you are. We talked about this!" Vision turned away from Clint, "My... apologies. I will take my leave..." before sinking through the floor. I looked at Clint, 'What the f*ck.' I signed frantically at him. He put his hands up, "Hey man, calm down. It's okay, that's just Vision. He's just a little weird." I looked at him like he was stupid. "We're still working on him using doors... properly..."

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