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2010
If there was one word that would describe Aurora Stark, it would be: sunshine.
She was often seen as the epitome of grace and joy, a contrast to her brother Tony Stark's bold and brash persona. With her soft demeanour and kind eyes, she radiated an almost ethereal presence that made people compare her to an angel. Her voice was calm and soothing, always carrying a note of compassion that put everyone at ease. Unlike Tony, who thrived in the spotlight with his quick wit and sharp tongue, Aurora radiated openness and kindness, always ready to lend a helping hand or share a comforting word. To everyone around her, she was the gentle light that once balanced the Stark family.
Though she carried herself with a sunny persona and a kind heart, there was no denying for her fondness for the glamorous and extravagant life she lead. Aurora embraced the spoiling with an almost playful delight, effortlessly blending her bubbly charm with a liking for the luxurious lifestyle that came with being a Stark. Thanks to undeniably being spoiled by her brother, Tony, he would indulge her every wish, showering her with lavish gifts that matched her taste for the finer things in life. She loved the glimmer of expensive jewellery, the feel of designer clothes, and the thrill of luxury cars.
Stepping out of her sleek, black Mercedes S Class, the soft click of her Louboutins echoing against the ground floor of the Stark's Malibu mansion. Her long, chestnut brown hair cascaded in gentle waves down her back, catching the light and framing her delicate features. Dressed in a chic, tailored custom dress that accentuated her slender figure, she slowly removed her heels from her feet and carefully tiptoed from the garage and into the foyer.
She almost shrieked when Tony's hydraulic arm robot, Dum E, nipped at her hair when she walked past the technology, almost clumsily falling to the floor. "Bad, Dum E," she whispered, pointing to the robot, who had once again started nipping at her hair. "Stop it!"
"Miss Rory has arrived home at 1:04am, Mr Stark," the AI, JARVIS' voice echoed from every corner of the walls in their home.
Aurora winced. "Didn't think you'd be a snitch, JARVIS," she murmured with an eye roll.
"I'm an AI to be correct, Miss Rory," JARVIS replied, confusion in his tone.
She quickly quickened her steps, running towards the stairs when the voice of her brother made her stop. "Stop right there, young lady."
Aurora turned, feigning an innocent smile, "Hey, Big T."
Tony scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "You sneaked out behind my back," he pointed a finger at her. "Without the bodyguards and you've been ignoring my calls."
"Urgh- I don't need babysitters," she sassed with an eye roll. "And I technically walked past you, but you were too busy flirting with that Barbie wannabe," she shrugged.
