plot: you go to nat with your newest problem
3rd pov:
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"F.R.I.D.A.Y can you send a message to Natashsa?" You ask pacing around your room. "Yes. What would you like your message to be, Ms.Stark?" Friday asks. "9-1-1."
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"Ms.Romanoff, you have a message from Ms.Stark. '9-1-1'." Natasha hears Friday say and springs up quickly running to her neice-figures room.
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"What's wrong?" Natasha asks coming into your room. "I've got it bad." You tell her. "Ohhhh! Who is it?" "I call him up when I know she's at home. I jump out of my skin when she picks up the phone." Natasha hums. "Why can't I tell if she's looking at me? Should I give her a smile? Should I get up and leave?" "Definitely smile." "I know it's strange, I don't know what I'm thinking, but is it wrong if I see her this weekend?" "Yes! Go see her!" "I really hope can get her alone... I just don't want him to know.." You trail off looking down.
"Y/n- Are you obsessing over a girl in a relationship?" Nat asks looking flabbergasted. "My best friends sister is the one for me!" "Pietro? As in Wanda?" You just nod at her statement.
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