[ he arrives shortly thereafter, looking worse for wear (even for bob). slouch etched into his slanted shoulders, eyes red and shadows dark. as he enters tony (and stephen and shadowheart’s home), he toes off his sneakers. when he tips his head back up, he pushes his messy curls from his face. ]
[ As promised, the omelette making is underway. It doesn't look like it's been a particularly clean process. Bowls are stacked up in the sink; eggshells and bits of vegetables are scattered over various surfaces. Tony's standing by the wood stove, putting the finishing touches on a second round when Bob arrives in the cottage. His first attempt sits steaming on a plate on the table in the middle of the open plan kitchen and living area. ]
No problem, Lone Ranger. [ He gestures back towards the table with his spatula. ] Sit, eat.
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adrian’s dead, yelena’s in jail, bucky’s pissed at me, and i might be killing people in my sleep
you got anything for that?
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what do you put in it?
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have you ever tried to cut one of those things?
maybe that’ll be my super strength party trick
[ chopping vegetables… ]
sounds good
enough for two?
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[ he arrives shortly thereafter, looking worse for wear (even for bob). slouch etched into his slanted shoulders, eyes red and shadows dark. as he enters tony (and stephen and shadowheart’s home), he toes off his sneakers. when he tips his head back up, he pushes his messy curls from his face. ]
Thanks for the invite.
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No problem, Lone Ranger. [ He gestures back towards the table with his spatula. ] Sit, eat.