Until I Wake Up - MCU SHIFTING STORIES - Araya

Until I Wake Up - MCU SHIFTING STORIES

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December 30, 2021. After months of attempts, maybe even a year of attempts. I finally did it. I'm finally home. I finally came home to him. Unfortunately, it is only a matter of time until I wake up.All Rights Reserved

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December 30, 2021
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'"Of course," I thought looking down at my watch. 10:46 PM. They were supposed to pick me up 5 hours ago. I got up and wrapped my sweatshirt around my cold body. I picked up my backpack and started walking. I don't know where to go, or what to do. All I know is if I see Tony Stark ever again, it will be too soon.' (Disclaimer: I only own my OCs, all characters you recognize and places belong to others, ex: Marvel)

No Choice

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