“ i have a question for you , barton .”
letting out a sigh of relief before mustering a stern expression .
“ have you seen my cheetos ?”
blinking repeatedly , before giving a half hearted smile .
“ well , thank you mr . drake .”
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admiring @pulsingarc from a far—— almost slightly too much.
“ looking handsome as hell, mr. stark! ”
giving a reluctant sign before bed put the collar of his shirt over his nose and sit on the arm rest of the couch .
“ what do you need ? cough drops ?”
slowing reaching across for his coffee , nodding as he would try to recall things once again .
“ that puts me at ease a little more then . . .”
his own small laughs would follow behind hers , his shoulders relaxing .
clearing his throat , his mind doing its best to engineer some kind of sentence that would make sense .
“ well , mr . osborn . . . i’ve broken enough things and have fixed plenty more . . .”
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pausing for a moment as he’s still trying to figure out a way to tie this problem into it . his fingers would rub the back of his own neck .
“ i’ve seen many things , but some problems aren’t able to be fixed . . .”
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i’ve been playing this game called mine of the craft or something like that ,
it’s kind of fun actually ! 😃
“ oh , if you’d read the news i’m ( kind of ) notorious for such things .”
giving her a shrug before he’d ponder what he said once again .
“ it isn’t like i said anything terrible , right ?”
* ✪ ･･･ 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙁𝙊𝙍 @pulsingarc .ᐟ
“You really just say whatever comes to mind with no filter, don’t you?”