𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚: (𝐧.) 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞.
Merikhi Voronina, also known as The Phantom, is a known assassin across the globe. While on the run from Hydra...
"So... what type of clothes do you typically like to wear?" Wanda asked as they walked through the mall.
They had arrived about 5 minutes ago and were walking around looking for places that suited Merikhi's style.
"The ones that keep you warm." She grumbled back.
She had her hood over her head with her face trained on the floor, and her hands were shoved into her hoodies pocket.
"Okay." Wanda dragged out the y.
It was clear she didn't want to be there and Wanda wasn't one to push people but she saw the state of the clothes she had and how little she had. Nick didn't tell them much about her except for the fact that she would be helpful and that she was previously homeless. He obviously wanted her to talk about things on her own time. I mean apart from the fact she was also a victim of Hydra.
"How about here?" MJ pointed to an H&M.
"Sounds good." Wanda smiled turning into the store with everyone following in pursuit.
"Yeah sure sounds great."Merikhi muttered sarcastically at the girls decision making and how they hadn't taken in consideration to ask her but she didn't argue.
Once they entered they all headed straight for the back of the first level. It was the teen section and since she was technically still a teen it seemed suitable.
They looked through racks and racks of clothes.
Merikhi stood off to the side fidgeting with the rings on her fingers as they picked out clothes for her to try on that seemed like they would fit her style.
Finally she spoke.
"Can we afford all of this?" She was worried. They were picking up a lot of clothes. She had no money. She couldn't pay for this or pay them back.
They all turned to her confused.
"Yeah... we have Tony's card remember?" Kate reminded her as she picked up a black hoodie of a rack and adding it to her pile.
"Oh, yeah right." She clicked her tongue turning around and pretending to look at the long sleeves behind her. Great now she embarrassed herself by asking a stupid question that she already knew the answer to.
