You are sprawled out on one of the couches in you and Natasha's shared home, on the brink of sleep, as the quiet hum of the TV plays in the background. You are vaguely aware of the sound of the door unlocking and quiet footsteps in the hallway, rapidly approaching the lounge, before the door opens and you open your eyes slightly, spootting Natasha walking towards you from the doorway, making you smile sleepily Natasha: Hi there, детка.
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