Philinda Stuff

9/11

Well hello guys,

Yk I was going to give you a whole bunch of info and tell you my opinion and how I feel about the attack on nine eleven but I'm exhausted.

I've been at a fb game all day and am just so tired (which is why this one-shot is kinda rushed... sorry 😬)

Buttttt I hope you enjoy it and If you ever want to talk about it with me or anything I'm 100% ok with that.

You wanna rant my Dms are open!
You can rant about anything 🤷‍♀️

Sorry this intro is so random 🤦‍♀️

Again I'm tired-

Just enjoy the one-shot 🤚

Imma shut up now.
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When Coulson was walking around the base at 5am in the morning he wasn't surprised to see May in the training room doing her normal morning workouts. He gave her a curt nod once she turned towards him but she didn't return it. She didn't even see him. Coulson immediately knew something was wrong, she was a little slumped and her punches were far more powerful than normal.

Coulson breathing slowed slightly as he leaned on the door frame and crossed his arms. May continued to hit the bag over and over adding a few kicks every now and then.

  "May." Coulson called. May stopped punching and put her hands out to stop the swinging bag and held her hands there. Her head turned towards him to let him know he had her attention. "You alright over there?" May nodded slightly out of breath and extremely sweaty.

  "You need something?" May asked breathlessly.

  "No, but maybe you should take a brake..." Coulson suggested as he pushed off the frame and took a few steps towards her. May shook her head.

  "No I'm almost done." May lied smoothly.  Coulson nodded slightly as he sized her in a concerned way. May turned back towards the bag and began to punch it again, over and over.

  "How long have you been going at it?"

  "Three." May answered simply. Coulsons eyes widened slightly and he shifted his weight.

  "And why were you up at three?"

  "Couldn't go back to sleep." May said in between a punch and a side kick. Coulson scrunched his eyebrows up with concern and was about to say something but May beet him to it. She stopped the bag again and looked towards him.

  "You're gonna be late."

  "Huh?"

  "Your meeting." May clarified. "Your going to be late for your meeting." Coulson grinned at her.

  "Thanks." May gave him a curt nod before he turned away doing his best not to think about her.

oOo

  Daisy sighed quietly while she walked into the kitchen at eleven in the morning after sleeping in again for the third time that week. Her eyes turned to a small Asian woman sitting at their bar. Daisy didn't let size deceive her, she knew all to well how lethal the woman really was.

  "Good morning May." Daisy said as she opened the cold fridge door. She pulled out a bowl of freshly cut up watermelon, pineapples, and honey due. She turned around and set her elbows on the table while she popped a pineapple in her mouth. She looked up at May and noticed her cupping a glass scotch. Daisy cocked and eyebrow.