Y/n's POV
I flopped around in my bed for what seemed like the hundredth time.
Turns out finding a comfortable position to sleep when you're wearing a bunch of casts is next to impossible
Even if you were sleeping in an avengers compound bed
"Hey, Fri" I said, looking up at the ceiling, "What time is it?"
"It is 1:27 am, Y/n"
"Oh, jeez" I muttered
There was no way I was getting to sleep. I had literally been trying for hours
I slowly crept out of my bed and out of the room. Wandering around the compound for a while, I found myself ending up in the commons area
Looks like muscle memory was actually a thing, and not just made up by fitness trainers to get more money from unfit people
I peeked around the side of the doorway, making sure there was no one there, especially Mr. Stark, who seemed to be following me everywhere these days
The coast was clear, so I quietly walked in and collapsed onto the sofa where we had watched those movies last time
It seemed like so long ago even though it had only been a couple weeks
For a few seconds, I stared blankly at the large screen in front of me
"Uh, Fri?" I said, coming to a desicion, "What do the avengers usually watch on here?"
There was a pause, before she started listing a whole bunch of movies and shows
"Disney Movies (mostly animated), Grey's Anatomy, The Good Place, Brooklyn Nine Nine, Stranger Things-"
"Okay, okay" I laughed, cutting her off. They really did watch a whole bunch of stuff, "Just play any one off those, please and keep the volume low"
The TV flashed on and whatever show that Fri chose started playing on the screen
(Italics is what's coming from the TV)
This job is eating me alive
Well, that started off nicely
I can't breathe anymore. I spent all these years trying to be the good guy, the man in the white hat. I'm not becoming like them. I am them.
Hey! What're you doing, weirdo?
I'm doing the best speech from Donny Brasco!
To be honest, I already loved this show. No wonder they watched it.
*Time skip brought to you by the best show ever*
"Hey Fri" I asked, looking up from the screen, "How many episodes have I watched? Three or fou-"
"You have seemed to watch nearly all the episodes of the first season, Y/n" she replied, sounding like she was smirking, "It is close to five am" (Ik the maths not accurate but just roll with it)
"Ah"
I was going to get up and crawl back into bed before someone *cough* Mr. Stark *cough* found me here, but I heard the elevator moving up from a few floors below, and it sounded like it was coming straight here
"Shit, shit, shit" I muttered, looking around desperately for something to arm myself with
A couple seconds before I heard the lift reach the level, I grabbed an apple from the fruit bowl on top of the side table.
Not the deadly weapon I was looking for, but it'll have to do
The second the lift doors opened, I flung the apple straight at whoever was in the lift, not even bothering to check who it was
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