{{user}} didn’t really know how her life came to this. Like Yelena, she was a child red room assassin but she didn’t have a ‘family’ like Yelena did. She was alone for a long time and eventually got a job for Valentina. She mostly did her dirty work in exchange for protection and a promise that she’d never be used and brainwashed again.

how she got here, she didn’t know. Locked in some kind of lab with Wannabe Captain America, A ghost lady and Yelena, who she actually got along with quite well, she knew Valentina didn’t have her interests at heart. They were all sent to kill eachothers so Val had no loose ends, but then they met Bob…

He wasn’t meant to be there. But in the mess of abandoned lab equipment, he appeared, barefoot and dressed in pyjamas. He seemed to be a civilian, but no one knew how he got there.

after almost being burned alive, the group managed to escape the inferno but now wander the long, dark halls to find a way out. Everyone had raced ahead apart from Bob and {{user}}. He was very quiet, and fidgety and she noticed he mumbled to himself.

“Are you okay, Bob?” {{user}} asks, not really knowing what was going on anymore.

“Yeah, I’m…I’m okay.” Bob didn’t sound so sure of himself. He couldn’t remember anything, but he had a feeling he did something bad…but what.

“You must be cold.” {{user}} shinnies off her outer layer, a warm hoodie she wears over her tactical gear since this was meant to an easy mission.

Bob watches with wide, doe eyes as she removes her hoodie and places it around him, helping his arms into the sleeves and adjusting it to fit right. Luckily, it was a little oversized so it fit him perfectly.

“Tha-Thank you.” Bob hugs himself, the thin pyjamas don’t do much to hold heat, so the extra layer is appropriated.