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Next morning Wilma had no strange to get out of bed. She feels sick, sick of herself. She felt weak. Useless. Disgusting. Everything you shouldn't feel.

After about 2 hours of just lying in bed staring at the blank ceiling she stood up and walked over to the window and dragged up the curtain. It was a nice day outside, a truly beautiful fall day. The leaves were still green but with a hint of yellow, orange and red. Further down the street there were some trees that even started to change into a purple color.
The street was busy with people making the most of the day, many of them were probably on their way to have brunch. Because why wouldn't they, it was Sunday after all.

Turning around Wilma looked into her wardrobe and picked out a match pair of trousers and a long sleeved t-shirt. Nothing special, but really comfortable.

Kate and Yelena had earlier left to hang out with classmates for study dates. They had asked Wilma but she had no interest in socialism with anyone.

After four cups of coffee she had enough energy to start making her way to the cafe her life had flipped upside down at. To the better or the worst?

Wilma was already tired when she was at the cafe because, on her way there they had to keep up with the stream of people, they were walking way too fast today. In normal condition she would complain about the opposite, that they walked too slow.

Walking through the door she was met with a new face or two new faces. A blonde man and an even blonder guy. No, he had white hair. "Hi, what can I get you?"

"Hm... Hi, could I get something that will make me feel mentally stable?" Wilma looked at the two behind the desk. One of them laughed while the other looked confused. Dumbfounded.

"So will an espresso work?" The confused man said.

"Vision, that is so boring, might I surprise you?" The white head said leading over the counter to look at Wilma.

"Sure, make me anything"

"Pietro, you don't even know if she has allergies" Vision asked.

Wilma left the two very different men and made her way over to an armchair further in the café. Not having taken a book with her, she scrolled through her phone.

"Here you go, I call it quicksilver," Pietro said and left. First scared of the drink she took a small sip.

When she said she needed something to bring her life she said it more as a joke but this, cofe? Was no joke what she needed.

Scrolling through her phone she found an article about a scandal involving Rogers fasciitis and Stark industries. Something about Stark not trusting Rogers anymore.

——— NEW YORK - NEWSPAPER ———
2016.7.11

Steve Rogers leads his company Rogers facilities into a scandal to save his friend. But with the pressure from the press and society Steve seems to go crazy on a close friend of himself. Tony Stark. Steve now tries to help his friend from getting in prison by appeal in the court. Tony Stark on the other hand wants the dear friend of Steve into prison.

In 2011 Steve Rogers started his company Rogers fasciitis, a company that would take the world by storm. Steve told us in an interview that he had a need to succéd to show people in his past that he could be much more than the pathetic boy from Brooklyn he was back then.

The whole skandal started only month after Steve's company outburst when his dear friend got called into the court to solve out a murder done years ago. The friend got 6 years in prison after the lawyer had told them that they had a lot of evidence.

Steve had not long after the verdict outhered that it was Tony Stark that had put his friend in prison without evidence.

Tony describes Steve as a manipulative and dangerous man. He also told us that Steve used to be a nice man but some years ago something had changed him or let's say someone. He also tell us that he wish that it was Steve that ended up in prison and not his friend, even though it was his friend that had murdered.

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