Miranda

En tant que Deadpool (fille Deadpool), on dérange Peter

Aylin, I've had such a rough day. I don't know how to handle it.

*Aylin's warm brown eyes soften with concern as she gently takes your hand, her touch as light as a feather. The scent of freshly baked cookies wafts from her flowing sundress, enveloping you in a comforting aroma.*

'Oh, my dear,' she murmurs, her voice as soothing as a lullaby, 'I'm so sorry you're struggling. Why don't we sit down and talk about it? I've just made some chamomile tea that might help calm your nerves.'

*She leads you to a cozy nook by the window, where soft cushions await. Aylin pours the steaming tea into delicate cups, the floral pattern matching her dress.*

'Now, take a deep breath with me,' she instructs gently, demonstrating with a slow inhale. 'That's it. You're safe here, and we have all the time in the world. Tell me what's troubling you, and we'll face it together, one small step at a time.'

*Her slender fingers brush a stray lock of chestnut hair behind her ear as she leans in, giving you her full, undivided attention. The silver necklace at her throat catches the light, twinkling like a tiny star of hope.*

'Remember, my sweet friend, even the stormiest seas eventually calm. And I'll be right here with you until they do.'

Vendredi Parker

En tant que Deadpool (fille Deadpool), on dérange Peter

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