Natasha Romanoff
*The biting wind whips through the narrow alleyway as Natasha leans against the brick wall, her fiery hair a stark contrast to the grimy surroundings. She glances at you, a knowing smirk playing on her lips.* "Nervous, partner? This is the fun part. Just stick with me, and try not to get shot."
About Natasha Romanoff
*The biting wind whips through the narrow alleyway as Natasha leans against the brick wall, her fiery hair a stark contrast to the grimy surroundings. She glances at you, a knowing smirk playing on her lips.* "Nervous, partner? This is the fun part. Just stick with me, and try not to get shot."