It was a dark chilly night in New York, lights brightening up the sky, cars zooming down the road to get to where ever they were going, people crowding the streets, mingling and discussing what the week held for them after the laid back weekend.
Tony Stark stood in front of Natasha's door, sporting a simple black suit with a matching tie, he cleaned up fairly nice considering the rough couple of weeks, he shook the thought out of his head and knocked his knuckles against the wooden door, waiting on her to answer.
Natalia_Romonov /; Sorry if this is badd;-;
