_________ made her way up the dark halls to her bedroom, making sure to pass Clint's room quietly as she ascended the stairs. She glanced at the clock and it read 2:47 am in glowing cobalt.
Most of the Avengers, if not all, had already gone to sleep. She padded up the stairs, all the way to the top, where she shared the floor with the infamous Loki of Asgard.
She heard his frantic pacing before she even got close to their rooms.
"_________," he snapped, his tone icy. Even now, he was trapped behind glass. He slammed his palm against the cold sheen of gloss. "Where have you been dallying?"
"I made myself tea and did some work."
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