I am standing in Tony Stark’s office with the social worker. I am wearing my favorite blue jean shorts, band t-shirt, anime hoodie, and beat up red converse. I stand there listening and just glaring over at an office plant as I wait to see if Tony Stark will accept responsibility for me as I am his blood daughter. I doubted it though, I was an affair child and I doubted he even remembered my mother’s name since it was a one night stand.
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