"No," Nina said. "But isn't this kind of up to your dad...or…Captain America?" She couldn't believe she was even saying it. Like it was a real thing that was happening.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll talk to dad about it. You're in town for a few days right?" Nina nodded. "Good. That should give me enough time," And at that point it was basically settled.
To say there was nothing left to do but sleep would have been a lie, but they were all too exhausted to do anything else. Nina found herself curled up on the couch in Olivia's room, staring at the ceiling while the sun rose. The thoughts running through her head were dizzying and so unrealistic she couldn't keep thinking them. Had she not had such a taxing night there was no way she would have fallen asleep.
Around three o'clock, Nina's phone rang. It was almost through the cycle when she woke up enough to notice.
"Hello?" She said sleepily, rubbing a hand over her face.
"Good morning, sweet heart," Her father chuckled on the other end of the phone.
"Dad? What time is it?" She asked, propping herself up and looking around for a clock. There wasn't one.
"Ah, it's getting close to four, I believe," He told her.
"Shit. I'm sorry. I meant to be back hours ago," She sat up, looking around the room and trying to gather herself. Olivia was still snoring softly. Nina's dress and shoes from the gala were in a pile by the door. She was trying to remember if she'd brought anything else.
"It's okay. I take it you had a good night?" She was about to say she did when the whole Avengers thing came to mind. Her whole body buzzed just at the though.
"Yeah, I'm gonna need to talk to you about something though. It's nothing bad, I think. It's just...kind of crazy," She stood and walked to the full length mirror in the corner of the room. She was an absolute mess. Her hair was in knots and last nights makeup was smeared around her eyes. She looked like a raccoon who had spent the night dumpster diving.
"Okay," He sounded more than a little worried.
"Um, I'm gonna head out of here. Do you think you could call me an Uber or something? I don't have any money and everyone is asleep. I think," She said, looking over her shoulder at Olivia. She couldn't imagine Katerina being any less dead to the world.
"Yeah. Where are you?" She realized at that point she only kind of knew the answer to that.
"Well, I'm at Mr. Stark's penthouse. I don't know where exactly that is, but I'm guessing it's not hard to find," Nina walked over to Olivia and held the phone away from her mouth.
"Olivia," She whispered, shaking her shoulder. When that didn't work she shook harder. "Olivia," She didn't even flinch. Nina actually stopped to make sure she was breathing.
"I'm kind of on my own here," Nina said. "I'm going to try to get my stuff together. Let me know if you have any trouble. We'll figure something out," She slipped on the sneakers Olivia had let her borrow the night before and tried not to think about how expensive they probably were.
Nina and Frank said their goodbyes and Nina slipped into Olivia's bathroom. She twisted her hair into a bun and did what she could to remedy the makeup disaster that was her face. Once she determined things were as good as they were going to get, she picked up the few things she'd brought with her and slipped out of the room. She had no idea where Katerina's room was and wasn't too comfortable with the idea of poking around Mr. Stark's house.
She tiptoed down the hall, afraid to disturb anything. The easy escape she'd had planned was halted when she came face to face with Tony Stark as she passed the kitchen.
"Mr. Stark," She squeaked. For some reason, she felt like she was in trouble.
"Mysterious girl in my daughter's clothes," He greeted her as he took a sip from his coffee cup.
"Um, I'm Nina Wesley. I came back with Olivia and Katerina after the gala last night," She explained, only for him to continue staring at her blankly. "Well, um, I was just leaving. Thank you for letting me stay here. Even though, I guess, you didn't really know..."