After another unwilling sigh, Clint lead the way to the door because well... One of them had to.
The next subway station wasn't far from his house and he tried not to linger... But he could feel the tension return to his shoulders that had nearly fallen off completely last night, with every step more. Subway meant people. People meant potential trouble.
He kept his eyes mostly on the dull greyness of the concrete and let his instinct take over, to choose a quiet corner between the waste bins and the information boards once they were down in the station.
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Date: 2013-12-14 05:29 pm (UTC)From:After another unwilling sigh, Clint lead the way to the door because well... One of them had to.
The next subway station wasn't far from his house and he tried not to linger... But he could feel the tension return to his shoulders that had nearly fallen off completely last night, with every step more. Subway meant people. People meant potential trouble.
He kept his eyes mostly on the dull greyness of the concrete and let his instinct take over, to choose a quiet corner between the waste bins and the information boards once they were down in the station.
Maybe he should just get a car again.