Philophobia- P.M

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A knock on the door jolts Merikhi out of her sleep as she sits up frantically looking around sleep still hazing her mind. 

"Good morning." A voice comes from her door frame causing her head to pound. 

"Gah, shut up." She groans putting her head into her hands. 

"Well excuse me, Wanda made breakfast." She squints her eyes and looks up to see the outline of a man leaning against her open door frame. Steve. The man was Steve, she corrected herself remembering his name. 

"What'd she make?"

"Why does that determine if you get out of bed or not?"

"Yes, yes it does." Steve chuckles walking further into her dark room as he makes his way to her closed windows. 

"Well either way you gotta get up, we got training. Jarvis open the blinds."

"No." She groans flopping back onto her bed as she covers her face with her hands. 

"Come on. Get up."

"I'm chill here thank you." She rolls over onto her stomach to cover her head with a pillow. 

"Wanda french toast."

She stays quiet for a moment. 

"Fine." She rolls out of her bed, she realizes she miscalculated how far away the ground as she hits the wooden floor hard, "Ow." She grits as she lays face down entangled in her blanket. 

"That hurt didn't it?"

"Shut up." She mumbled standing up slowly, feeling dizzy once she does. 

"You look... like shit." 

"Thanks." She grumbles as she walks towards her bathroom groaning again when she makes the stupid mistake of turning the big light on. She quickly scrambles to turn it off and turn on the smaller ones that were placed in the back of her bathroom and not directly in her eyes. 

She looks up in the mirror jumps slightly. Her hair was a crazy mess she had mascara running down the side of her face, and somehow managed to change into a sweatshirt and sweatpants?

"How'd-?"

"You came back down with the other girls at like 1:00 cause you were all shit-faced and went your own ways so I'm assuming yo changed yourself and just didn't bother to do anything else." Steve now stood leaned against the bathroom door. 

"Hm." She opens the bottom cabinet and grabs a makeup remover vigorously scrubbing her face. Once her makeup is all gone she puts her hair up into a messy bun and shrugs, "Good enough." She turns the light off and slides past Steve. 

She opens her door flinching at the severally bright light coming from outside causing her headache to worsen. Steve appears behind her. 

"I'll grab you Tylenol and orange juice if you can walk to the common room without stopping every five seconds to complain." He jokes as she mumbles some incoherent words at him and reluctantly walks down the hallway. 

He chuckles and shakes his head walking beside her. 

They finally make it to the common room after Merikhi almost tripped over her own feet a trillion times from the fact that she refused to open her eyes because she told Steve and I quote "The light stabbed my corneas."

"Oh, good morning sunshine." Tony chuckled from his seat at the end of the table with a coffee in his hand and leg propped up. 

"Say one more thing to me and I will carve your kidneys out of your желудок (stomach) and sell them on the blackmarket along with all of your finances." She grits rubbing the bridge of her nose.