The Avengers compound wasn’t Anna Marie’s first choice of a place to live, but here she was. Prof X, at least in this universe, wasn’t anywhere to be found just yet, dang it. Neither were a lot of her friends, as it turned out, but Anna Marie was happy about that. Lonely, but happy.
But she really missed the mansion.
Stark had designed the compound to be secure, but it wasn’t warm, wasn’t full of life, love and acceptance. Still, she couldn’t really complain. It was a roof over her head, filled with people who wanted to return her to the universe she belonged. It wasn’t built for mutants though, Anna Marie thought, as she walked down the halls. Superheroes, yes, but not people like her, and that was exactly what she was so homesick for.
Eventually, Anna Marie found herself in one of the many living rooms with a bottle of tequila. Normally, she wasn’t much of a drinker, but desperate times… “Ya want some?” Anna Marie asked when she heard someone else approach. “Got two shot glasses here and everything.” / @multiversalhq
