Lights Out 8:30pm - 5:00am
The rest of the day was a bit of a blur, but I still couldn't stop thinking about the mystery man, or the third guy or whatever. Yelena and I trudged back to the beds, laughing and joking around, like old friends who still had a future would have. She honestly is... ok, we have shared experiences and interests, which is really important. We talk about what we know about our families, like i'm not an only child, she is though, and... that's it. Maybe my time here would fly by faster than I expect. As I closed my eyes, I couldn't help wondering... the third guy, my mind, it just couldn't shake him... and against my warnings, my thoughts wondered to him. But more importantly... who was he?
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Black Widow and the Red Room
FanfictionI wrote this when I was around 11, and it was my first fanfic, so I'm sorry if it is inaccurate or cringe inducing. This is basically about Natasha's time in the dreaded red room. Enjoy!
