Stark tower was peaceful; everyone was doing his or her own thing. No bad guys were trying to destroy the world today so it was the kind of day to relax but be prepared at a moments notice. You picked the living room as you personal space today usually it was your floor you stayed on and no one bothered you but today you needed somewhere different to let your imagination wonder. Reading was your main source of down time along with TV, video games, training, and your secret, drawing. No one knew about your talent in art, what was more ironic is that Tony had painting you had down a long time ago hanging by the bar. When you first came to the tower you spotted it and questioned Tony, he had told you Pepper was the one who picked it out and had him buy because it brought color to the room. Four years had gone by and still no one knew, you laughed at the thought. These days it was sketching in a sketchbook you could easily hide, if any of your ideas were good you redre
“Has anyone seen (y/n)?” Steve asked
“She’s not with you?” Clint responded.
“Well she isn’t with Bruce and I, we just came back up from the labs.” Tony sat on the couch as Bruce joined him.
“I have not seen Lady (y/n), could she be with Lady Pepper and Lady Natasha?” Thor said.
“My brother may be onto something there, (y/n) is quiet attached to those women.” Loki looked up from his book.
“Pepper is in Italy for a conference and Natasha is on mission for Director Coulson, mans it’s still weird calling him that.” Tony shook his head.
“I saw her in the elevator this morning but it looks like she was in a rush to get somewhere. I didn’t ask her anything.” Bucky said.
“I bumped into her right after that as I was walking into the lobby, she was in a big rush. I didn’t even get a ‘hello’ like I normally do.” Sam crossed his arms.