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It was the night before Valentine's Day and Jan could not be less thrilled. She and Hank had never celebrated it much-- they had always been too busy with work to care. Well, Jan cared, but Hank didn't, which meant that Jan pretended not to care. Now that she lived in a house with various young men, most of whom who were or were in doom relationships, she figured she should do a little something for them. Clint, for example, got a stuffed Cupid bear by his bed. He would pretend not to like it but Jan knew differently.
She was somewhat depressed about the state of her relationship with Hank (robots) and so was drinking a bottle of champagne in the living room of Fratvengers house. Alone. That was fine, right? It was a holiday, which meant she wasn't an alcoholic. She was festive.
It was the night before Valentine's Day and Jan could not be less thrilled. She and Hank had never celebrated it much-- they had always been too busy with work to care. Well, Jan cared, but Hank didn't, which meant that Jan pretended not to care. Now that she lived in a house with various young men, most of whom who were or were in doom relationships, she figured she should do a little something for them. Clint, for example, got a stuffed Cupid bear by his bed. He would pretend not to like it but Jan knew differently.
She was somewhat depressed about the state of her relationship with Hank (robots) and so was drinking a bottle of champagne in the living room of Fratvengers house. Alone. That was fine, right? It was a holiday, which meant she wasn't an alcoholic. She was festive.