[The party is...nice. There's plenty to eat and drink, lots of music--it's a good time.
Hope wonders if there's something wrong with her that she's not having as much fun as she should.
Sitting on the fringes of the revelry, Hope nurses a glass of something like wine, watching the party go on around her and all she can think of is home. Not just her father, and the company that she's now responsible for, but the guy she still can't figure the hell out...
She hates herself for thinking about Scott. She hates Scott more for making her think about him.
Because somehow, some way, this is all his fault.]
Hope van Dyne | Ant Man | #2
Hope wonders if there's something wrong with her that she's not having as much fun as she should.
Sitting on the fringes of the revelry, Hope nurses a glass of something like wine, watching the party go on around her and all she can think of is home. Not just her father, and the company that she's now responsible for, but the guy she still can't figure the hell out...
She hates herself for thinking about Scott. She hates Scott more for making her think about him.
Because somehow, some way, this is all his fault.]