[1] BROKEN ONE // t. stark

5

I woke up the next morning feeling grumpy because I didn't take dinner the night before. I planned to have dinner after talking to Mom, but my parents' argument really got to me that I suddenly felt full when Mom hung up and when Dad exited my room. Everything I planned to do last night was also burnt up, and I ended up sleeping early with puffy eyes and with the lights on.

     After taking a shower and dressed myself, I headed out to the living area to find Dad. If there weren't any arguments last night, we might be having breakfast together today, but now there was no sign of him in the suite. His room was neat as if untouched. The kitchen was also clean - there was no sign of him making coffee like he always do as his morning ritual.

     "Dad?" I called, wasn't satisfied.

     "Your father has been out for a half an hour, Miss Stark?" Friday's familiar voice told me.

     "Where did he go?" I didn't know what should I ask here. I mean, the Facilites is far from the City. It is deep into the woods. Dad can't be out this early to the City, can he?

     "The Avengers was called by Captain Rogers to talk about the Accords."

     "Accords?"

     "Sokovia Accords," the android answered me. "A contract from United Nation. I'm afraid if you want to know more about it, you will have to ask Mr. Stark himself."

     "Yeah, I get it," I replied after a few seconds. "But where exactly they're gathering?"

     "The device Miss Stark. It's all there."

     I rolled my eyes at Friday's answer. If I wanted to find it myself, I wouldn't ask her in the first place. "Right, genius. Thank you for your cooperation."

     "You're welcome, Miss Stark?"

     Oh, what an android. I swear, sometimes, the artificial intelligence Dad built was not as intelligent as I expected. They could be very straight at times and too strict to the rules that Dad didn't actually put. Or maybe because of the retrictions Dad programmed in them like on the social medias. Sometimes, Dad's artificial intelligence servants can also be very dumb. They tend to answer the question we did not ask.

     Oh, and they can be sassy too.

     Grabbing the device on the table in front of the TV, before I even searched for anything, I already see two red dots glowing on the transparent screen. I moved myself to recognise which dot was me.

     At the front door, with my crutchers under my armpits, I searched for the cafeteria and quickly headed to the lift to go down. I'm starving. I couldn't hold the gurgling sound in my stomach any longer. Last night was last night's story, so as for now, I really need to eat before going to see the doctor for my leg.

     It took me around thirteen minutes to get to the cafeteria. I shoved the device inside my jeans and by the time I was standing in front of the kiosk to take a tray for my foods and struggling in between balancing myself with the sticks and holding the tray, there was a man came up to my side. When I turned, I recognised him as My First Crush Since I Got To New Avengers Facilities. See, now he's got a title.

     "Hey, you." I smiled up at him. Although I knew he already had a girlfriend, I'm still melting over his smile.

     "Terri," he greeted me back, cocking one of the his thick eyebrows. "Good morning. Let me help you."

     I looked down with a frown to my hand where I was holding the food tray, before I realised what he actually meant. "Oh, sure! Thank you so much," I said breathlessly. A handsome guy who wants to help me, why should I push the offer?