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Color Palette: find one online and write about it

Elena followed the direction JARVIS was giving her to find her room. It was on the third from the top floor and she apparently shared that floor with all the other 'choices'. Wanda and Pietro's were the first two on the right, Sam and Bucky the first two on the left, Loki the third on the right and Elena the third on the left. JARVIS informed her that the other Avengers share the floor above them and that Tony had the top floor to himself as a penthouse style apartment. The floor below hers was where all the shared things were, like the kitchen and living room.

When Elena walked into her room she was shocked at the pure size of it. Her bedroom was the size of her whole apartment and her bathroom had a massive tub. She had a small kitchenette and floor to ceiling windows. This was defiantly a step up from her old living arrangements and she was glad she'd accepted. Her room was painted a dark shade of teal, the sheets were dark grey, and the two armchairs in the corner of her room were a grey blue that was similar to the color of the sky before a rain storm. Her bathroom was painted sea foam green and everything in it was cream colored. Her flooring was dark brown hardwood all throughout the set of rooms and the counter in the kitchenette was grey granite. She was suitably impressed.

She unpacked all of her clothing into the massive closet and put her wide array of shoes against the wall near the door out of her room. Her belongings slowly made their ways to the shelves in the room and everything was soon unpacked and perfect. She'd spent all day unpacking and it was now closing in on 6pm. Tony had said they ate dinner together four nights a week, no exceptions, at 6:30 so she decided to change out of her dusty and dirty clothing. However as she went to change she decided a shower was probably good thing to do as well.

Showering was quickly done and clothing was now being picked out. She stood in front of her closet and tried to decide what to wear. She didn't own anything fancy so she didn't need to worry about over dressing, but she was still a little cautious when choosing because she never knew when her wings would decide to make a surprise appearance.

She ended up in a black flowing skirt that went just farther that mid thigh, a maroon, loose fitting, tank top, a red plaid shirt was used as a cover up for her back, and a simple pair of black ballet flats complete with the ribbon that wrapped around her ankles finished off the look. Her hair was quickly thrown into a messy bun on the top of her head and a touch of clear lip gloss was spread on her lips. She heard a knock and went to the door. Opening it she came face to face with Wanda.

"Hey, just came to see if everything was going okay in here."

"Everything's fine, I finished unpacking and showered and changed."

"Mind if I come in? We only have a little bit of time until dinner and I figured I could talk to you for a little while."

"Sure come on in. Anything you wanted to talk about in particular?"

"Not really, I'm sure it will be a regular Spanish inquisition at dinner."

"Oh..."

"Don't worry it's really not that bad. Pietro and I went through it and I'm fine. Holy crap, that is a lot of shoes."

"Yeah, I guess I'm addicted to them or something."

"I'd say."

"Mrs. Maximoff and Mrs. Hartley, I was asked to inform you both that dinner was ready and you should hurry up and go to the dining room."

"Thank you JARVIS, let them know we're on our way." Wanda replied before practically dragging Elena from the room and to the elevator.

"This should be fun." Elena muttered to herself as she exited the elevator and saw the entire group sitting at the table watching her with questions in their eyes. Wanda grabbed the last seat on the side of the table and Elena was left to sit at the head of the table opposite Tony who sat at the other end.