I’m a biologist

Bobbie knows how to surf, from living in Cali, and truly- she really enjoys and misses the beaches.

Bobbi is one of those people who can almost easily- 'slip under the rug'. Disappearing when she must and when she wants. Something, of which, has been a huge positive since leaving SHIELD. Not to mention, it gives her a real sense of freedom (one she doesn't feel like she's ever had).

Even though the relationship with Clint is...rocky- there's still that feeling that rests within her. One that helps support the concept that she really only hopes the best for him. That, and the fact that she would- die for him.

She does some work here and there now, since leaving SHEILD, but...primarily she uses her time to work on biochemistry stuff. Working at local labs and helping in that. Occasionally she'll help out here and there, but the lab is her prime thing.

      -Fingers tap softly against the table as eyes scan the morning news. So many stories to see- Hydra everywhere, Tony Stark doing something stupid with his money, and some scandal being covered up. Oh- the life of a New Yorker. Even the gloom that hung over the city seemed to wrap it all up in a bow. Something of which, maybe more all of which, made the bird miss her Cali home. Sand, Sun, and the wish for some beachfront property. Though...that wasn't important at the moment. The sudden movement of another catches the blonde's attention. Drawing forth a curious look onto her face. It hardly takes a second for it all to register. Feet quickly rise from her spot on the sidewalk sitting area of the coffee shop before the small little bird seems to fly over towards the person in question. A swift motion draws her down as eyes fall down to the paper that she brought with while words travel in a rather fierce motion.

                              " You know- spying isn't very nice. "