#nnickfury

When Fury got back from his mid-morning meeting with the board of directives, Clint Barton was perched on his desk, waiting for him. "Morning, boss!" he chirped, motioning to the box of doughnuts he'd brought. "Brought something for you. I figured you liked sprinkles. And chocolate. There's also filling ones, though. Whatever, I just got a mix, I didn't know what you liked," he finally admitted, grabbing one with nuts and pecking at it.