Natasha pursed her lips for a moment. “The playstation, no,” she said before grinning at him. “The purple underwear, yes.”
Once Clint was gone to get ready, Natasha gathered up the dishes and carried them to the kitchen. There wasn’t that much, only their dinner and breakfast dishes, so she washed them all by hand, an exercise to pass the time. Once they were done she grabbed the trash bag from the bin under the sink and gathered up all the garbage, tying the bag and leaving it by the door to take out in the morning.
When she was fully satisfied that they wouldn’t return to anything disgusting, she collected her vase of flowers and moved into the bedroom, setting them on the bedside table.
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Once Clint was gone to get ready, Natasha gathered up the dishes and carried them to the kitchen. There wasn’t that much, only their dinner and breakfast dishes, so she washed them all by hand, an exercise to pass the time. Once they were done she grabbed the trash bag from the bin under the sink and gathered up all the garbage, tying the bag and leaving it by the door to take out in the morning.
When she was fully satisfied that they wouldn’t return to anything disgusting, she collected her vase of flowers and moved into the bedroom, setting them on the bedside table.