Darcy couldn’t thank her lucky stars enough for landing the internship with Jane and that was before Thor. When Thor came crashing into the picture, catapulting her into the world of Top Secret Clearance and jack-booted thugs, Darcy realized she had more lucky stars than she’d even realized.
“Hey, don’t judge me. Those jack-booted thugs are hot,” she argued when Jane wanted to know exactly what was so great about being stuck in the world of jack-booted thugs.
Jane giggled. “Sure they are. Just don’t let your girlfriend catch you looking too long.”
“Sophie and I broke up,” Darcy said and realized quickly that this was the first time she’d spoken of it aloud since it happened. The wound was still fresh, but she also knew Jane wouldn’t forgive her if she waited much longer to say something about it.
“What? But you guys seemed so good together! What happened?” Jane asked.
“Well, my lucky stars have gotten me a lot in life like a great family, a great college experience, the internship with you which has led to the job offer from S.H.I.E.L.D. but they don’t seem to be able to get me into good relationships. I mean I know dating is tough, but my relationships seem to end in spectacularly bad ways.”
“Oh, Darcy, what happened?”
“I caught her cheating on me with our friend, Erin,” she sighed.
“That’s really terrible,” Jane said.
Darcy continued, “Now I have an ex-girlfriend to add to my collection of ex-girl-and-boy-friends.”
“Collection?” Jane asked.
“From what I understand, you need three to make a collection, so yeah, a very small collection.”
Jane’s lips curled into a smile. “Well, I’m sorry about your girlfriend. I know break-ups are tough. I feel like I should be mad at you for not telling me sooner.”
Darcy sighed again. “It happened last night and I’m totes still in shock about the whole thing. I feel like I need to make a petition to my stars about this. Honestly, can’t they bring better potential dates into my life? I don’t need them to secure me Mr. or Mrs. Right, but a Mr. or Mrs. Decent would be pretty fantastic.”
“Not to interrupt your mope there, but you keep talking about your lucky stars. I mean I’ve heard people say “thank my lucky stars”, but I’ve never heard people address them in what sounds like quite a literal fashion.”
“I don’t know, Jane, I guess, I mean, I can’t say that I don’t believe in God or in a supernatural power that’s bigger than ourselves out there, but I can’t say with any confidence what that being is. The only thing I see looking down on this earth constantly are the stars. I suppose it started off as a metaphor and it grew into something a little more concrete for me.”
“So which ones are your lucky stars?”
“I’ve got no idea. I was kind of hoping that if I took this internship, I’d figure that out.”
Jane smiled, “Well, if there’s something I know something about, it’s space. Maybe together, we can find your lucky stars and give ‘em a talking to about your relationship status.”
Darcy grinned. “That would be fantastic.”