Wonder's Thunder ϟ 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐫 | 1

۩ - Chapter 7

Hallie Greenwood was definitely a firecracker, with her witty puns and quick thinking, not to mention her ability to understand and interpret body language and complex ways of thinking unique to each person.

While talking to the blonde, she realised that some of her personality traits seemed to match up with an eccentric billionaire, Tony Stark. Diana often caught herself wondering if the two had met, dated or were related some how, she quickly decided to keep her thoughts to herself.

"Oh, he's gonna try to poison her! I bet you!"

"It's not a bet if we both agree." Diana replied, rolling her eyes as she sat on the couch, wrapped in a pale blue blanket, fluffy red socks kicked the blonde down as she blocked her view of the show, then, Hallie turned to face the brunette woman with an over dramatized pout, muttering about how Diana was a bully.

Hallie was sitting under a dark crimson coloured blanket, surrounded by an army of pillows. Her hair tied up in a messy bun. Her glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, probably creating a line through her view with the thick black frames.

There, the pair stayed comfortably, undisturbed until the morning. Around the time the taller awoke, there was no light coming in through the windows, surprised at how dark it was when her internal body clock was screaming that it was around seven in the morning, Diana fell off of the couch, somehow not waking up Hallie.

In fear, she ran to look out another window, after peering the sunrise in the east, Diana finally realised and that the world hadn't been plunged into darkness, sighing at how much of an idiot she could be at times, the Amazonian began to walk to the shower.

Once out of the shower, feeling refreshed, Diana pulled on an outfit consisting of black ripped jeans with a black short-sleeved crop-top and a red and black flannel tied around her waist.

Breakfast was the next priority for the basic human mind, so Diana began to scrounge the kitchen, only finding bottled water, milk, Chinese leftovers, a little bit of bacon, and half a carton of eggs, deciding on scrambled eggs because that was easy to make, she pulled out two plates, a pan, the eggs, milk and bacon.

Following the recipe she had learnt during the 50s, Diana completed everything, serving it up on two plates, to hear the zombie-like moans and groans of her friend waking up. "I smell bacon." She said groggily walking to the kitchen counter and took a seat. Diana quickly handed her a fork and a plate, pushing her stuff over to the other side of Hallie as she reached for two glasses of cold water.

"Are you sure this isn't drugged." The grey-eyed girl asked once more.

"You wish." Diana replied, beginning to eat the meal.