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You groaned as your alarm clock went off, practically punching the damn thing in an effort to turn it off. You rolled out of the large, half-empty bed, covers and all, before actually opening your (e/c) eyes. "Quarter before seven is too early to be conscious..." You mumbled before crawling to the bathroom, unwillingly leaving your incredibly soft comforter at the door. After your shower you blow dried your hair, brushing it out and going to your closet for work clothes. "Dammit..." You cursed as you realized you had no more work pants, and going in jeans was unacceptable for your position at Stark Industries. You were the CEO for Stark I