agent-mockingbird replied to your post: (( Today I started thinking about other old blogs…I want to write with you. <3
(( I want to write with you too, bby. <3 I’ve missed you a lot. ))
Sorry I am bad at things. I’ll be free later this week. <3))
Hello I am not dead. I just forgot my password and things have been crazy with school here.
Also I am still upset that nothing is being done about a certain person despite her blatant plagiarism.
Today is Boyfriend’s birthday and I am stuck at school for four more hours and I don’t want to be here and I am so freaking bored. I just want to go home and play video games. Or be in art so I can do stippling because that is fun.
Four year is worth more and is called bachelor’s degree. You can do even more schooling after that and get your doctorate which I think it’s the highest but I may be wrong.
"Mysteriously, knowing you’ve gotten broken bones before and almost certainly shall again, does little to nothing to make me worry less," he said, with a tight smile.
"If you trust their doctors, then I will do the same, but you let me know if anything feels wrong and I’ll take a look at it, okay?"
He pulled into his parking spot at the school, then rushed around to her side to open the door for her. He leaned in over her to undo her seatbelt, being careful not to jostle her arm.
She sighed shaking her head. “Part of the job. Hell I’m lucky it was my arm and not my leg. I would be completely insufferable. Just wait until that happens.” She said half joking. It wasn’t out of the question that that could happen. The fact that it had happened once already….”Might have to carry me at that point.” She said tone still joking.
"I don’t trust any doctors. You have to be nuts to want to take care of people with broken bones. But SHIELD has the best of the best, so I trust them to do their job to 150%." She explained with a head shake.
As he came around the car and bent over to unbuckle her seat belt she nuzzled her face into his neck, wrapping an arm around him in a half hug for a moment.
Bobbi let out a puff of a sigh and spun around pulling up her computer. “Do you even have an alibi? Because according to the reports you don’t. Looks like you, there isn’t any audio to prove it isn’t.”
"Here my case file Fury out me on to keep me busy. Out in Syria trying to stop a shitstorm in progress. Classified. He knows."
She sighed. “How did this even happen Wade? How’d the perp get a hold of one of your costumes?”
"He is me." He replied letting out a sigh. "He somehow crossed over dimensions. Let’s just say I knew the moment he stepped foot here." He pulled the mask off his face. "I’m not happy he’s here. I have a feeling he completely fell off the deep end. He’s killing everything in his way."
"Well if he’s you then we can just give him a room filled with chimichangas." It was an attempt at a joke. "That’ll stop him for like an hour right?" Again she was teasing. "Right so how do we stop him?"
"It might, but clever." He smirked over at her. "Well one of two things, both involving killing him. One is I find the Muramasii blade and the other is finding a way to beat the healing factor." He looked a bit frustrated at her.
"Right. That blade." She nodded knowingly. "And no we’re not doing that because that sounds like the worst idea I’ve ever heard besides shutting the government down." She shook her head. "So..what you just need to grab him and then shoot him a few times?" She quirked an eyebrow at him before half shrugging. "I figured that you were just having one of those….normal days?"
oh yeah and not that any one cares but it’s going to be like almost six hundred dollars to fix my car. So no I can’t take a cab and the closest bus stop to my house is 3.4 miles.
and I don’t have any rl friends
WElp I am gone guys. I am just going to lay in bed today and have a panic attack about school because man I could just do this shit from home but nope they actually require you to be there for some reason and if you miss a certain number of days, welp you have the possibility of being dropped from your classes.
(pro tip I’ve missed like 5 days of the semester and I will probably miss thursday too so that’s six. I’m so fucked because teachers come to school sick. :/))
Ten minutes ago Phil Coulson would have been in his office, finishing up on all the final touches of his latest report. How many times had be messaged Agent Morse? One too many and still he hadn’t received a response.
Now it was abundantly clear as to why the Mockingbird hadn’t gotten his messages. Her station was empty. Abandoned for the day—or until her return.
A light fall breeze rolled over him as he made his way up a small hill. Stopping a few inches from Bobbi’s feet, the agent cleared his throat, “Is this your way of showing rebellion against paperwork?”
The crunching on the grass should have spooked her, should have sent her reaching for weapons, but the foot call was familiar, plus it was SHIELD HQ, couldn’t get much safer than that.
She blinked open her eyes and propped herself up on her elbows to look at him.
"If it is?" She quirked an eyebrow at him with a grin. "It’s easier to deal with Clint’s form." she commented with a small laugh.
"I was enjoying the last few rays of sun before New York decides to take them away. You know how much I love the cold."