"Should be another hour at least, probably more. People around here are seldom in a hurry."
Clint shortly glanced over at the clock while he half emptied that bottle, very pleased that at least he wasn't breathing hard anymore, hadn't really the whole time. His condition wasn't off yet, he just had to keep it that way. But for today it was enough, and the only place he wanted to run to right now was the shower.
Rid off dust and sweat and with some at least more street qualified clothes on, he finally felt really awake when he returned. With his body, his stomach was wide awake too, unfortunately. And there wasn't that much of substance left in the fridge. Finally he just snatched himself a few slices of ham to get his system going and withstood temptation to ask Natasha if she had eaten anything, though it didn't really look like she had. She had been in a bad state yesterday and maybe just needed a little time to recover.
"So, stick to the plan? You feel up for a market run?"
Nibbling on his snack, he leaned back against the counter, watching her from the corner of his eyes.
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Date: 2014-03-30 09:46 pm (UTC)From:Clint shortly glanced over at the clock while he half emptied that bottle, very pleased that at least he wasn't breathing hard anymore, hadn't really the whole time. His condition wasn't off yet, he just had to keep it that way. But for today it was enough, and the only place he wanted to run to right now was the shower.
Rid off dust and sweat and with some at least more street qualified clothes on, he finally felt really awake when he returned. With his body, his stomach was wide awake too, unfortunately. And there wasn't that much of substance left in the fridge. Finally he just snatched himself a few slices of ham to get his system going and withstood temptation to ask Natasha if she had eaten anything, though it didn't really look like she had. She had been in a bad state yesterday and maybe just needed a little time to recover.
"So, stick to the plan? You feel up for a market run?"
Nibbling on his snack, he leaned back against the counter, watching her from the corner of his eyes.