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Being Natasha Romanoff’s pilot meant getting shot at and taking risks that you certainly weren’t paid enough for. But isn’t that fun? — AAAAAAND I’M HOME. Vacation is over, sadly. I wrote this on the plane, so if it’s not good, oh well. Whatever. Screw it. Basically, Natasha is undercover at some too expensive gala, charming her way past countless people just to steal something very, veeery precious to SHIELD whereas her ride (I wonder who) is freezing their ass off in a small helicopter and waiting for her to remember to check in. Clearly, she ain’t checking in. T.W.: cussing, probably some topics like gun and substance trafficking, mild violence, nothing y’all can’t handle, I’m sure. Have fuuuuuun!