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Clint sighed. He had quickly boarded the plane with absolutely nothing. No phone, no baggage, nothing. He was going to France, where he had an apartment waiting for him.
Leaving Nat had been so hard, even though he knew he needed to. he could have a relapse into the controlled freak he had been, and he couldn't do that, he couldn't risk hurting Natasha. That would kill him.
"Please buckle your seat-belts, we are beginning our descent." The captain's calm voice broke Clint out of his thoughts and into the present. He quickly buckled himself and looked around. No-one was staring at him, so he assumed he hadn't said anything out-loud on accident. He felt a thud as the plane gently touched the ground.
2 hours later, Clint finally arrived at his apartment. He flipped the switch and illuminated the main room. A woman sat on the couch. She was tall, with dirty blond hair and dark blue eyes.
"Hello, Clint." She said in her mesmerizing voice.
"Anastasia Montoni." Clint said coldly.
Just a really short chapter focusing on Clint.
Question: Do you guys think I'm a girl or a boy? Just curious! :D