The evening was enjoyable but soon I wanted to go back to bed. Only problem was, in Red Room we were never allowed to sleep unless one hand was in a handcuff attached to the bed, and that was a bit of a problem.
"Clint... do you have a pair of handcuffs?"
"Why?"
I looked at him then looked at the floor and he seemed to realize what was going on.
"No, but I promise you will be fine without them. I'm going to be right there if you need me. I'm going to sleep on a pallet next to your bed."
"O-Okay..."
I was nervous about the whole thing, and well it was just odd. I knew that I meant nothing to Red Room now. For all they knew I was dead, right where they had left me. As I laid down, I watched Clint make his spot on the floor. He smiled at me and I knew I would be just fine. I was still so scared and I had no idea why I trusted this man that I hardly knew, but for some reason I did. I fell asleep not too long after Clint did and it was reassuring to have someone else in the room. It didn't seem like a dream anymore.
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Escaping Red Room
ActionAnastasia Petrov is in the fight of her life as she tired to get away from Red Room. They found her and left her for dead. She thought she'd die on the pavement until a certain shield agent found her and rescued her. Will she fit in in his world or...
