Smells like teen spirit by Malia J
Load up on guns
And bring you friends
It's fun to loose and too pretend
She's over-board and self-assured
Oh-no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low
"That one...and her."
"Nooooo! Yelena!
With the lights out,
It's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid
And contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
"This is your home now."
I worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
"Undercover spies in our communities...."
Hello, hello, hello, how low
Hello, hello hello, how low
With the lights out
It's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid
And contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A Milano
An albino
A mosquito
My libido
With the lights out
It's less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid
And contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us
A denial, a denial
A denial, a denial
A denial, a denial
A denial, a denial.
~~~
21 years later
Times had changed. Nat was in a bathroom washing her pale face, it had been a rough couple of months.
Ever since the events of Berlin and her betrayal of the Sokovia Accords, Ross had been on her ass ever since. She splashed her face with some more water and spat some out of her mouth, rinsing the taste of toothpaste.
She dampened her face with some blue paper towels and looked in the mirror of the small, ugly room she was in, wiping any excess water from the corner of her eyes.
She picked up her phone that laid on the side beside the sink and looked at the commotion going on outside the building.
A large SWAT unit was approaching the building, weapons drawn. It was clear that they weren't her to negotiate.
"We got all exits covered." One of Ross's lackys informed him on their position around her whereabouts.
"Okay, stay alert. We're sending in Alpha squad." A sniper was positioned on top a building behind him, more men dressed in black tactical gear running past him. All of this for one petit woman.
The SWAT team continued their siege of the building, staring with the lobby and clearing each room and hallway individually in search of the Russian, while she watched it all unfold from her phone.
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