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Well look who it is. Come to revel in the brilliance that is the name Stark?

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Well look who it is. Come to revel in the brilliance that is the name Stark?
Yours is a face I haven't seen here before.
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Saying Natasha was having a rough week would be an understatement and she really needed a release. One without interruptions or having to worry about pleasing others and making sure they were okay. She was tired and that in part to the fact that she hadn't been sleeping, but also due to the fact that she was just drained from everything. It was becoming harder for her to keep her temper in check and she hated feeling as though she could and would explode any second. The kids were out and Sebastian was nowhere to be found, so she did the only thing she knew that would calm her. She had her paint canvas out in the living room and glass of wine in her hand. The end of a paint covered paintbrush rested between her teeth and she tilted her head to the side. A small laugh escaped her as she spun around the living room in nothing more than her underwear and a button down men's shirt. Moi Je Joue was playing loudly throughout the house and for once she was completely submerged in something other than her misery.
Someone's bitter.
Fuck you.
Nat's still hotter.
I said get. The hell. Out.
Your wife's hot.
Get the hell out.
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