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Lucky sat at the base of the ladder, staring up with a face that bled 'I wish I was up there'—which made Clint feel bad.
“I really »
Clint comfortably rested his shoulder blades against the steel beams behind them, sitting like a happy bird in its nest.
“I normally :
The platform was long and wide enough for a bird or two to nap—and Clint always resorted to his nest during events like so.
“You can »
“Let's just use my nest.”
Barton ushered towards the door, stealing two cans of cola from an untouched icebox—and began his journey up »
“Hm? I'm quite happy,”
Clint reassured, resting a hand upon Lucky's head—but kept his sights on Pietro with certain intent. He liked »
» which was a bit concerning. A vague glimpse was casted upon Piet with a tender blush—trying to cool down before it got out of hand.
“Well. . I only enjoyed it because you're here with me.”
Though Natasha was his best friend, she tended to be more social than him. . »
“I told you these parties sucked.”
Clint stood, careful not to be too quick with his actions—seeing the last time he did, the archer »
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He knew parties weren't his style, but Tony suggested it made Clint look more appeasing—which was just one thing of many.
“What do you got against pinball?”
The muse signaled Barton's defeat to the social event, most likely bound to return to his room. «
“Lucky—.”
Barton was on the floor, holding the dog's toy with a pout—feeling betrayed after the dog got up and whizzed away. Clint »