Anya looked at the invitation and sighed. She /had/ to go, being a Stark and all, but she didn't feel like going. Not this year. Not without Steve. Going alone wasn't too appealing either.
Thankfully she knew just who to ask to be her escort.
She pulled out her handheld and sent a text.
Feel like being my arm decoration? she sent to Austin along with the details of the event.
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