[82] CAROL DANVERS

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carol's muscles strained as she held on to the rope. it hurt her arms, but she refused to let go. glancing down at the small crowd watching her, her frown deepened to see all the men laugh at her, wondering why a woman would join the air force.

her eyes found you. you stood among the men, a hand held above your eyes to shield the sun from your vision. but you didn't have some mocking smile on your lips. your face was relaxed, simply watching her hold herself up on the ropes.

when the director finally gave carol the 'ok', she started to lower herself. when she was was nearly to the ground, about 6 feet in the air, carol's hands slipped, making her fall the rest of the way.

the men around you laughed, joking among themselves as they followed the director away. carol laid on her back, staring up at the ropes as she caught her breath. suddenly, a hand came into view.

shifting her eyes, she looked up at you before accepting it and clutching your wrist. you hauled her to her feet, brushing off your hands on your pants.

❝thanks.❞ carol nodded, a less harsh frown on her lips

you nodded back.

❝no problem. name's Y/L/N. Y/N Y/L/N.❞

she firmly shook your hand.

❝danvers. carol danvers.❞

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