Long Lost Love (Robert Downey Jr. Fanfiction)

Meeting The Gang

This kitchen is very modern. Still, very Tony Stark style.

Both of the women stared at me then looked at Hayley. Then they smirked.

One of the women has a long blonde hair while the other one has a light brown hair.

The woman with the light brown hair spoke "Stark and Stark." she said and chuckled.

"Cool, right?" Hayley replied to her.

Both of them stood up and introduced themselves. The blonde one came up first.

"I'm Troy. Taylor Troy. Lovely to meet you." She said with a british accent. "Ooh British. Lovely to meet you too." i replied.

The light brown haired one also came up and said "I'm Allison Verona." she winked. "Hi Allison." I chuckled.

Hayley gestured me to sit on one of the stools so I did. She grabbed a Dr Pepper can in the big two-door refrigerator and gave it to me.

I watched her as she pour herself a glass of whisky and leaning her back to the refrigerator to drink the whisky.

Then another woman entered the kitchen. This one is a formal woman because she's wearing a black fitted skirt, black business coat and high heels. She's holding a portfolio in her hands.

But she removed her high heels ungracefully and threw them somewhere. "Fuck those shits." She said and proceed to sit on one of the stools too. Wow, I thought she was formal. Haha.

Hayley now stood next to me still drinking her whiskey.

"Ey guess what? Some guy ju-" she said but stopped talking as soon as she saw me.

"Whoa. Stark and Stark." she also said like Allison did a while ago.

The woman stood up and introduced herself to me. "I'm Lauren Heinrich. Is this piece of shit bothering you?" she said and pointed jokingly at Hayley.

Hayley chuckled and looked at me. "We call Hitler." Hayley said.

"Why do they call you Hitler?" I asked Lauren.

"Because i'm German." Lauren said not sounding annoyed.

"All of five of us are half Europeans." Allison said.

"The other one's on her way here." Taylor said because I can ask.

I looked back at Hayley. "Yes. I'm 50% French, Troy here is 50% British, Allison's 50% Italian, Hitler's 50% German while the other one named Alex Archer is 50% Spanish." She said and my lips formed an 'O'

"But how come I don't hear any accents? Only Taylor's?" I asked.

"It's simple, we hate our accents. We worked hard to get rid of it. But Troy didn't because men loves her accent." Hayley explained.

"Can you speak to me with a French accent?" I asked her.

"No."

"Please?"

"I'll do if you kiss me." Hayley whispered to herself and turned her back on me to pour herself another glass of whisky.

"What?" I asked her. Did she actually said that or i'm just imagining it? But I swear to God, I heard her said that.

She turned around and said "Mhm?" with a confused brow. Oh stop playing innocent with me Hayley. I heard you said it.

"You said something." I said.