The smirk falters. It's suppose to be a secret. /His/ dirty little secret that's been put out in the public eye for years so much that no one ever actually stops to think about it. Hidden in the public eye. It's something that had to come to an end eventually, but he didn't ...it wasn't expected like this.
"Jarvis..."
He doesn't even finish the sentence before his AI is projecting the latest from TMZ. The grainy footage that can only come from a mobile phone replying over and over. The admittance...'My name is Tony Stark...and I'm an alcoholic...' louder than the annoying buzzes of the reporters in his head.
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The smirk falters. It's suppose to be a secret. /His/ dirty little secret that's been put out in the public eye for years so much that no one ever actually stops to think about it. Hidden in the public eye. It's something that had to come to an end eventually, but he didn't ...it wasn't expected like this.
"Jarvis..."
He doesn't even finish the sentence before his AI is projecting the latest from TMZ. The grainy footage that can only come from a mobile phone replying over and over. The admittance...'My name is Tony Stark...and I'm an alcoholic...' louder than the annoying buzzes of the reporters in his head.
"Sonva...Shit..."