If there was anything that Tony Stark loved more than proving that he was the smartest one in the room, it was throwing lavish, extravagant, expensive parties. His second favorite thing would have to be parading ‘The Avengers’ around at said parties in order to milk every millionaire there dry of their pocket money. It was something that you had, unfortunately, grown used to at this point.
Tonight was no different - here you were, stuffed into some overpriced gown that showed off too much skin for your liking, hair done up in some complicated style that had taken way too long for you to get looking half-way decent. The only thing that was different about tonight was the tall, dark, and handsome man that you had on your arm.
the human body is so fake like i’ll be reading the news and it’s like “25 year old woman free falls 1,500 feet into 25 feet of snow, found alive and uninjured” and while I’m absolutely reeling over that I don’t even have time to process it fully before I look at the next article “25 year old man falls into shallow end of pool, dies instantly.”
like our bodies literally have the durability predictability of an iphone
one time I misjudged how steep a “hill” was and proceeded to slide down the slope of a cliff for a full half minute and hit the bottom unscathed.
then I tripped on the stairs on my way to see Neon Genesis Evangelion and shattered my entire kneecap.