[43] STARK
You had just exited the room after an excruciatingly long hour of a, very unnecessary, debriefing meeting. Tiredly trailing up to your room, your throat felt scratchy, talking for most of the meeting really killed you.
Back in the meeting room, Tony missed the sound of your calming voice bouncing off the walls and in his ears. Not to mention staring at the beauty that was, well, you.
"Damn, she's hot." Tony muttered, earning a disapproving and confused look from Steve.
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