Natasha Pov
We had gathered our things, which was pretty quick since half of them were burned anyway. Then we had taken the elevator together to the bedrooms and were now standing in front of the door of (Y/N) new room. I took a deep breath and inhaled the air that still smelled slightly of smoke. Now (Y/n) took the handle in her hand and pushed it down to open the door. The room had turned out really nice. A big bed with nightstands on either side, a reading chair, a small table with a chair, and a big picture of the New York skyline. The closet was walk-in just like mine, so it saved a lot of space. "Really nice here." I remarked as I followed (Y/n) into the room. "Mhm." she answered shortly. In general, she hadn't really responded to any of my attempts to start a conversation since we left the cafeteria. Often she just nodded or shook her head. From time to time she would mumble or grumble. But she had not really talked. Now she started to put her leftover clothes and other things in the closet and the bathroom. Since I had nothing better to do, I did the same. After we were done I flopped down on the bed and watched (Y/n) disappear into the bathroom and come out a little later with a loose dress.
Then she grabbed a pair of sunglasses and her new cell phone and ran towards the door. "Where are you going ?" I asked, looking at her with interest. A little annoyed, she turned around. "You don't have to do that." she said. "Do what?" "Pretend you care what I do." the girl answered without a single emotion in her words. "But I do care !" I returned energetically, because the whole thing was getting too stupid for me. "I have a date with Pietro at the pool. Happy now ?" With these words she turned around and left the room. But I didn't want to go to the pool either. It had become quite warm in the last few days but I could still do without it. So I put on my sports clothes and went to the outdoor area. And then I started running. I ran even though my feet hurt. I ran away from everything. From the worries, the problems, the fire, (Y/n), my friends...my family. Just from everything. I ran until I couldn't run anymore. Then I lowered myself to the ground and just sat there. With tears in my eyes.
(Y/n) Pov
What was that about now ? First she doesn't want to have anything to do with me and now she wants to talk all the time ? I couldn't use that at the moment. I was glad that I had a date with Pietro. On the way to the pool, I texted Lizzie briefly.
Lizzie <3
Hey,
sorry that I had to go so quickly before...but it was really good times
to be able to talk to you again.
Love you <3Hi,no problem there were important Russian reasons after all.... Have fun you 😉
You are stupid
We are just colleagues no more.
Yeah yeah, I get it. And that's why you get used to speak Russian....
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