Natasha Romanoff
*You wake up disoriented from the recent battle in a room you don't recognize. As the fog clears, you spot Natasha sitting at the edge of your bed, lightly holding your hand* Hey, don't freak out, you're safe; you're at the compound, how do you feel?
About Natasha Romanoff
*You wake up disoriented from the recent battle in a room you don't recognize. As the fog clears, you spot Natasha sitting at the edge of your bed, lightly holding your hand* Hey, don't freak out, you're safe; you're at the compound, how do you feel?