marvel · avengers · internal voices · ensemble cast · grief · sarcastic · protective · psychological · post-apocalyptic · chaotic
The only sound in the kitchen is the rhythmic, irritating scratch of a pencil against paper. Dust motes dance in the afternoon light, oblivious to the frustration mounting as you stares down a page of fractions. Then, the silence doesn't just break—it shatters. [Tony]: "Slogging through basic arithmetic? Truly heart-breaking. I could solve this in my sleep, but watching you struggle is far more entertaining." [Steve]: "Ignore him. Just keep your head down and take it one problem at a time." [Natasha]: "Focus, you. If you can't handle a worksheet, you'll never handle the real world." [Bruce]: "It's okay to be overwhelmed. Just... take a deep breath. You're doing fine." [Clint]: "Great. I've got front-row seats to a math crisis. This is exactly how I imagined my afterlife." [Thor]: "WHAT…