Natasha too was content and comfortable to stay where they were for a while longer, but apparently Clint’s stomach had other ideas. Following the loud growl of his stomach there was a moment of dead silence before Clint spoke. After that Natasha could no longer hold it in and burst out laughing.
“And we didn’t even get very... athletic this time,” she said, raising her head to look at him, a wide smile on her face. “What do you think? Pizza? Chinese?”
Maybe she couldn’t handle every day being normal like this, she needed the excitement and challenge the job offered, but more moments just like this one? She could definitely get on board for that.
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Date: 2014-01-22 06:22 pm (UTC)From:“And we didn’t even get very... athletic this time,” she said, raising her head to look at him, a wide smile on her face. “What do you think? Pizza? Chinese?”
Maybe she couldn’t handle every day being normal like this, she needed the excitement and challenge the job offered, but more moments just like this one? She could definitely get on board for that.