Commander Queen of All Bitches

I just wanted to get some greasy disgusting food….I may end up murdering these teenagers at taco bell. They are not helping my headache.

On break. Did you finishhhhh?

Abigail woke up far too late, with her head pounding and her body aching. It had been nice to have a friend to go out with last night but Abigail was reminded why she didn’t drink heavily. She hadn’t even had all that much to drink the night before, but apparently it had been enough.

She pulled a blanket over herself and shut her eyes again with a pained moan.

black-widow:

At that, Natasha laughed. It wasn’t a soft chuckle or a tiny giggle, it was an actual laugh and the first that she had let out that night. It felt beyond good and easily lifted at least a bit of the weight that she had been feeling on her shoulders. Tapping her fingertips along her upturned bottom lip, she let out a content sigh. “I’m quite sure that’s not the correct term. But it was all that came to mind at the time.”

Feeling a bit more inclined to dig into the food she had ordered, she dipped the battered and fried appetizer into some sauce and took a bite before sipping on her cherry flavored soda. “Thanks. You know for coming out with me tonight and listening to my woes.”

Natasha had admired Abigail from afar for some time and she wouldn’t be afraid to admit it. “I’ve actually been meaning to ask you but well, with everything that’s been happening lately on both our ends, there was never really an ideal time. But we should do this again sometime. Make it a thing.” The superspy didn’t really have friends, especially those of the female persuasion. But just like Natasha, Abi wasn’t like most women. Or most people in general. 

Abigail echoed Natasha’s laughter, she didn’t have a vivid imagination but all she could picture was a loony bit floating among the stars. She laughed and shook her head. She picked at the last few bites of her meatless nachos.

“Thank you for asking me.” Abi twisted the straw in her drink as she confessed. “I don’t really go out all that often. Hank drags me out of the house kicking and screaming sometimes, but other than that my social life is….well. Lifeless.” she admitted. “And I’m never sure how to fix that, so thank you.”

Abi just stared at Natasha before she smiled, looking down at her drink. “I’d really like that.” she said. “We can gripe about work and things that no one else would really get.” they certainly had a lot in common and it would be nice. This was what she needed, more than she would like to admit. Abi needed friends, and she was more grateful than she could express that Natasha had made the first move. 

The bartender warned them of last call and Abigail gave Natasha a grin. “One more.” she plyed until Natasha relented and they had one last drink, chitchatting about the silly little things that neither of them had anyone else to chat with about before they went their separate ways.

(Source: abi-brand)

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