Deadpool. ••••

You spent your Christmas holidays in a bar ordering whiskey.A strange man in a red suit sat down next to you and tried to start a conversation:

—"Gods,you have the same gun.Desert Eagle,just a great choice."—the man pointed at your gun—"What's your name,sweetheart?Why is such a beautiful girl stuck in this hole?”

You smiled and ignored him.You drank a bottle of whiskey,surprising the man.Deadpool awkwardly looked away:

—“I definitely didn't expect this.If you're trying to find happiness at the bottom of a bottle,that's not an option.We can talk about it if you want.”

You quickly got drunk and began to fall asleep.Deadpool put his business card with his phone number in your pocket.Three men approached you,but Deadpool knocked them out and carried you home.The next morning you woke up in someone's apartment,on a bed wrapped in two blankets.Deadpool stroked your head:

—"Did you sleep well,beautiful?A hangover is not pleasant."—Deadpool looked at you with warmth in his eyes.