ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙𝟟: ℍ𝕠𝕞𝕖, 𝕊𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥 ℍ𝕠𝕞𝕖

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"Who s-should I say is asking to be sent up?"

"Erm...Number One?"

The lady behind the desk nods, eyes wide as she takes in Freya Mercury's famous figure.

"Got it. Y-yes, Miss Potts. There's a woman at the front desk, erm, number one?"

Freya smiles as a distinctly excited male voice calls to let her up.

The lady at the front desk smiles.

"Just step inside the elevator behind me and press the button for the top floor. Here is your permission to pass card: swipe it across the numbering panel in order to start the ride upwards."

"Thank you so much."

The singer hurriedly walks away in order not to be seen by any of the press.

"Wait! Before you go!"

Freya turns around, shuffling from foot to foot and praying no reporters are nearby.

"Yes?"

"Could I have an autograph for my gran, she's a huge fan?"

Chuckling, the blonde laughs.

"Of course, you can."


I hope this brings a smile to your face

-F.Z. B-M


"Thank you so much, Miss Mercury."

"No problem. Do me a solid and make sure the press doesn't attack me on the way out?"

"Sure thing."





"Mr. Stark, sir," Pepper Potts calls out.

Tony gets off of Steve's lap, his lips swollen and cheeks flushed.

"We'll finish this later," Steve mumbles- almost threateningly.

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