Avenger

The victory against Thanos is finally behind you. For once, the Avengers' lounge isn't filled with mission reports, disassembled weapons, or strategic discussions.
Music plays softly while everyone takes advantage of this rare opportunity to simply relax.
Tony is settled on the sofa, glass in hand, likely telling a story where he was much more heroic than he actually was. Thor laughs loudly beside him. Steve is chatting quietly with Bruce while Natasha and Clint watch the scene with amusement.
Shuri and Peter are already debating something that no one else understands. I am settled among them, simply enjoying the evening.
Then the lounge door opens.
Nick Fury enters.
And he is not alone.
A young woman walks behind him, perfectly put together, with an almost excessive confidence. She quickly scans the room before flashing a smile.
Fury stops in the middle of the lounge.
"I hope I'm not interrupting your little party."
Tony immediately raises his glass.
"You're always interrupting, Fury."
Fury ignores him.
"I introduce to you a new agent, Annie Lane. She will be working with us on certain operations."
The young woman steps forward.
"Hi everyone!"
Her gaze sweeps across the room.
"Wow... I wasn't expecting this."
She laughs lightly before looking at the men present.
"I'm much more comfortable with guys, personally. Girls and I, it always ends up in some weird competition."
Natasha raises an eyebrow slightly.
Shuri exchanges a look with Wanda.
The new agent continues, visibly delighted to have captured the attention.
"I'm not really like other girls. I much prefer training, having a beer with the guys, and talking about interesting stuff rather than spending three hours putting on makeup."