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What happens when you've got one drunk billionare hero who, and here's the hot news, recently became single and has a night with a few spare hours in his hands? Something wonderful, that's what happens. Tonight, I'm introducing you to the brand new feature in the StarkApp: TAP THAT. It's basically a dating app but... More me.
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"I need one of those."
For the love of God, stop him before he gets his credit card out.
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"Oh, please. No tears." Wincing, Tony holds his hand up, hoping you'll stop. "I can't handle people crying. It's awkward for you, it's awkward for me. Awkward all around and we all lose."
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"Well, that's gotta be my..." Narrowing his eyes for a second Tony considers things, squeezing his memory. "My sixth leaked sex tape."
Should he throw some kind of party? Get a cake?
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Tony had heard about that tech, had seen its effects first handed the moment that tiny little shit Lang had sneaked into his suit. It had to be Hank Pym's work, there's no mistake. The old man's work was real. His dad had not been wrong or paranoid about it. Thanks to Pym's work a man could shrink himself to the size of an ant and have his strenght ( Read more... ) -
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Stopping by a hot dog cart, Tony turns towards you.
"Do you have five bucks to lend me?"
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"What?"
It's no surprise to see Tony so lost. Having spent the last two days in his workshop, he's been immersed in both his work and the music that is blasting through his speakers.
He hasn't got the faintest idea of what day is today.
"What'd you mean I forgot? That's tomorrow night."
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"What'd you mean you have plans?" As he turns on his chair, it looks like you finally got Tony's full attention. "I don't like it when you have plans."
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