TM 247 - Write about a mess you've cleaned up
Sam didn't sleep very well at all that night. He kept worrying about Sharon, about what Faustus had done to her, what *Steve* had done to her, and what she was doing to herself.
And what she might be doing right now, with Hal and Ollie of all people. Sam winced at the image. At least, he thought, this was only a one-night thing, and much more comprehensible than *Steve's* current taste in men--Sharon needed reassurance that she was desirable, and Hal and Ollie could provide *that* at least.
If the rumors were true, they could probably give her a pretty good time, too.
He just wished that--she wasn't this broken. Wasn't this angry and alienated, that she had to go seek validation from men like *that* rather than turning to her friends.
The friends that had betrayed her. Who didn't deserve her, and Sam knew he had his share of guilt in that, too. It might not have been his idea, but he'd also been the one who'd lied to her most openly and directly, who, unlike Stark, she'd actually *trusted*.
Sam didn't know if he could fix any of this, but it was a mess he had to at least try to clean up.
He called Sharon the very next morning.
Muse: Sam Wilson (Falcon)
Fandom: Marvel Comics (Avengers)
Word count: 216
And what she might be doing right now, with Hal and Ollie of all people. Sam winced at the image. At least, he thought, this was only a one-night thing, and much more comprehensible than *Steve's* current taste in men--Sharon needed reassurance that she was desirable, and Hal and Ollie could provide *that* at least.
If the rumors were true, they could probably give her a pretty good time, too.
He just wished that--she wasn't this broken. Wasn't this angry and alienated, that she had to go seek validation from men like *that* rather than turning to her friends.
The friends that had betrayed her. Who didn't deserve her, and Sam knew he had his share of guilt in that, too. It might not have been his idea, but he'd also been the one who'd lied to her most openly and directly, who, unlike Stark, she'd actually *trusted*.
Sam didn't know if he could fix any of this, but it was a mess he had to at least try to clean up.
He called Sharon the very next morning.
Muse: Sam Wilson (Falcon)
Fandom: Marvel Comics (Avengers)
Word count: 216