Finishing her coffee, Natasha set aside the mug and lay back down. Turning on her side to face Clint, she pulled the covers up over her chest and propped her head on her hand.
“Anything we forget we can always get there,” she said, a soft smile on her lips. Clint seemed genuinely excited about this trip, and she found herself looking more and more forward to it by the moment. It really did seem to be just what they needed right now. “But I can worry about figuring out what we need if you want to think about what we might want that won’t be as easily accessible there.”
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Date: 2013-12-10 09:01 pm (UTC)From:“Anything we forget we can always get there,” she said, a soft smile on her lips. Clint seemed genuinely excited about this trip, and she found herself looking more and more forward to it by the moment. It really did seem to be just what they needed right now. “But I can worry about figuring out what we need if you want to think about what we might want that won’t be as easily accessible there.”