Jessica panted as she tried to get herself off the floor, eyeing the rubble and Hydra henchman's limp bodies around her. Her breathing was shaky, head pounding, nothing was feeling right at all. Finally up to her feet, the yellow sparks of venom blasts erupting from her tips, raising her arm to a certain silhouette, covered from the smoke that trailed from a nearby crash.
“Watch yourself, Drew.” She said, stepping out from the smoke, clad in green leather, and dark green hair. Viper, raising a gun like weapon towards the spider, wrapping her finger around the trigger.
“I said, watch yourself.” Viper demanded, as she pulled the trigger.
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Drew woke up with a groan, after her fight with Viper and the rest of Hydra, she immediately returned to her apartment. The fight must've drained her, as Jess woke up with empty wrappers and bags all around her. Shifting her body, she sat up on her couch, letting the empty Oreo container slide off her shirt, with 'Avengers' written across her chest. “Christ..” She muttered, looking down to see the food baby that poke out from under her shirt, placing a hand on the soft bump where her abs were supposed to be. Knowing it'll go away eventually, Drew forced herself up, stepping over the mess her binge left behind, making her way straight to her fridge.
It was almost empty, which she wasn't suprising at all. Reaching in, Jess grabbed hold of the last beer can from her supply. Popping it open, she raised the can to her lips and started downing it. Her alcohol immunity did nothing, meaning she could drink gallons upon gallons of beer, wine, whatever had alcohol in it.
She sighed, wiping her lips when a bare arm and crushing the can in her hands, barely making the trash can as she tossed it. Walking back, her stomach began groaning, almost bubbling, stopping in her tracks, Drew clutched at her noisy stomach. “What..did.. Viper do to me.” She mumbled, before cocking her head to the side to let a deep, rumbly beer belch escape from her lips.
“..BHUUUUURPPPP!!”
“Just gas I hope.” She sighed,t hat was a relief, at least in her own point of view, she thought. Drew snorted a bit, giving a pat to her gut. Wincing a bit as her stomach was stiffed and bloated from her latest consumption.
Finally returning to take a seat on her couch, sinking into it, a hand resting on her gut, rubbing it softly as her free hand pulled out her phone. A growl disturbed the peace, Jess already knowing her metabolism went through everything she's ate all day, and started wanting seconds.
“All right, all right, I'll order some pizza.” Drew huffed, sounding defeated, dialing up the nearest restaurant.
“Can I order three large meat lovers? Yes, you heard that correctly.”
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