003. . . mayhem, oh my

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( . . 𝐴𝐶𝑇 𝑇𝐻𝑅𝐸𝐸; 𝐶𝐻 𝑇𝐻𝑅𝐸𝐸 ━━━━━ ! ﹆◞ ❫
MAYHEM, OH MY / 混乱,哦,我的






Parties. Oh, Mulan was not a stranger to them. The body heat, grinding, banging music right beside your ear, the vibrating buzz of one too many drinks. She wasn't like Steve with his extremely high metabolism to burn off any alcohol before it could even give him the satisfaction of a tingle, (loser) but after a good five or six rounds of drinks, she would be drunk.

For decades she was the life of the party. With her diamond smile, ravishing looks, and wild nature she lit up dance rooms. Then after his death, the partying stopped. Her drive to go out and have fun without him by her side died out like the end  of a cigarette. But then the 80s party scene came in and she would be damned to skip out on that wild ride that is going to an 80s club. Hell, she even partied with Guns & Roses once, which she can barely remember, but still! The cherry on top of her fully re-entering her life of the party era was Tony. It always leads to him right?

His parties were a mix of a chaotic yet controlled blazing mania. If you went to a Tony Stark party you would brag about it for the rest of the century. Just as a whole lot of people are going to do now.

After Natalie told Mulan the news, that could only be a startup for disaster, Mulan threw on a quick yet very cute outfit and hurried downstairs. As her heeled sandals click down the stairs she hears the sound of someone scratching a record and music fills the bustling room.

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