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So... that was it. He wasn't an Avenger anymore. Vincent felt very uncertain, about almost everything. He'd already spoken to Bruce, and consulted with his academic advisor about temporarily scaling back his course-load. He had an appointment with Stark at the end of the week to discuss his position there. Audhild was going to be well-educated and provided for. He'd even worked out a grocery list for the next few weeks and fully cleaned the apartment.
He'd done everything he could think of, he'd been so intent on putting this off.
He picks up the phone and dials a number that he'd resolved not to for some time.
"Hello... Roxanne."
He'd done everything he could think of, he'd been so intent on putting this off.
He picks up the phone and dials a number that he'd resolved not to for some time.
"Hello... Roxanne."
