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VALERIA'S POV
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As soon as I woke up my head was pounding and my stomach started to reject everything I had consumed last night.

I ran as fast as I could to the bathroom and spwed my guts out into the toilet. I soon felt my hair being pulled back and cold hands rubbing my back.

"Thanks Lok-" I was cut off another wave of vomit. "Don't worry about it darling." He replied with a concerned voice.

When I was sure I was don't throwing up and whipped my mouth off with a towel and flushed the toilet.

I got up and burshed my teeth. "Fuck." I mumbled when I was done.

"Are you okay, dear?" Loki asked. I nodded. "Just a hangover." I explained. Loki nodded. "Do you want any medicine?" He asked.

"In the medicine cabinet there should be Tylenol." I said. Loki grabbed the pain killers and a glass of water.

I took them great fully. "Maybe you shouldn't drink so much." Loki said. I felt a little definsive, but I didn't say anything. "I'll be fine." I said as I walked back to my room. I got dressed in a black long sleeve and jeans.

I walked out to the living room and ploped down on the couch. "Are you okay, Valeria?" Jarvis asked. "Fucking amazing." I said sarcastically. "Would you like me to look up ways to get rid of a hangover?" He asked. "No. I'll be fine." I reassured the artifal intalagance.

Tony walked in. "Were you being snappy with my robot?" Tony asked sarcastically. "Maybe I was." I grumbled.

Tony chuckled. "Can I talk to you, Val?" Tony said in a way more serious voice. That got me a little worried.

"Sure." I said. Tony sat down in the chair across from me, I sat up.

"Valreia... I don't know how to say this... Me and the rest if the team.. we thing you have a drinking problem." Tony said, obviously choosing his words carefully.

"What?" I asked. I heard him I just couldn't believe he actually said that. "I don't have a drinking problem." I was actually pretty pissed off.

"Valeria. Ever scine we've known you, you've drank. A lot." Tony said.

"You've only known me for two fucking years." I said my voice rising slightly. "I know Val.. you.. you have nightmares almost every night because you were in war. You more than likely have several PTSD and you cope with it through drinking. A drinking problem." Tony explained.

The more Tony spoke the more I started to agree with him. But I refused to admit I was an achoholic. "Tony, I don't have a fucking drinking problem!" I yelled.

Tony put his hands up. "I'm only having the conversation with you because I care about you." Stark said.

I swallowed a lump.in my throat then stood up. "Where are you going?" Tony called after me. "Gym!" I yelled as I walked out of the room.

I jogged ass the way to my gym and closed the door. I took my shirt off and switch my boots for sneakers. I slid my gloves on and hung up a punching bag. I walked into the supply closet in the corner of the room.

I grabbed a few boxes, plastic dummies, and a fire extinguisher.

I placed the boxes and dummies around the room and out the fire extinguisher next to the door.

How could Tony say I have a drinking problem!? I hit the bag.

What Tony said made sense, and the strange looks Natasha, Bruce, and Steve were giving me last night all added up. I didn't care though. I wouldn't admit it.

I started punching and kicking the bag faster.

Eventually it snapped off the chain. I kicked the bag to the corner if the room.

I stretched my arms out and cracked my neck and knuckles.  I took my gloves off an threw them to the side.

I stood a good three yards away from one of the boxes.

I summoned a flame in the hand and played with it for a minute, mesmerized by the flickering orange and yellow.

I made it get bigger and threw it like a ball at the cardboard box, watching it instantly catch on fire.

I turned to one of the dummies and shot fire out of my hands, melting the plastic.

I had burned everything accept the dummy closest to the door. I threw a fire ball just as someone opened the door, their only just too close to the flame.

Then I heard all to fimiliar voice cry out in pain.

Loki..

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