Natasha considered the suggestion as she perused the menu, giving Clint an odd look over the top of it as he brought his own menu up between them to fully obscure him from view.
In the end she settled on a shrimp dish, giving the waiter her order when he made his way back to the table. Handing over her menu, she turned her eyes back to the beautiful view, the water practically black in the dark. “How long did that mission last?” she asked. She had a vague idea, but it had been before she had noticed the change in her feelings, before she had started to count the days they were apart. Or maybe it had been more denial, with her purposefully not watching the calendar, convincing herself that she didn’t miss him as much as she had.
The road they had taken to get to where they were now had been long and winding, but so worth it in the end.
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Date: 2014-08-22 08:16 pm (UTC)From:In the end she settled on a shrimp dish, giving the waiter her order when he made his way back to the table. Handing over her menu, she turned her eyes back to the beautiful view, the water practically black in the dark. “How long did that mission last?” she asked. She had a vague idea, but it had been before she had noticed the change in her feelings, before she had started to count the days they were apart. Or maybe it had been more denial, with her purposefully not watching the calendar, convincing herself that she didn’t miss him as much as she had.
The road they had taken to get to where they were now had been long and winding, but so worth it in the end.