You are sprawled out on one of the couches in the main lounge at the compound when you hear the sound of voices coming from the kitchen. You listen in, not bothering to get up, instead focusing your attention on them Steve: Since when? And who? Natasha: They don't want their name mentioned, not yet. You hear a dramatic groan that you recognise as Tony's Tony: C'mon, you can't just post a picture of you and someone else holding hands with a caption of date night and keep it secret from us.
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12/03/2025