Start from the Beginning
Clint stares at you, eyes wide and hand on his chest- clutching imaginary pearls.
He chuckles nervously, "getting.. an egg?"
You can feel a headache coming on from behind your eyes. You're far too exhausted to be dealing with Clints shenanigans.
He shifts his weight before slowly walking backwards towards the kitchen.
"I can explain, I assure you I am not up to anything bad"
"Is that so?"
He stumbles, tripping on the heel of his slides, now standing at the entrance of your kitchen.
"Iiiii am... baking a cake! Yes, baking a cake, for Bella. Yup"
Clint turns around, opening the fridge and rummages through. He moves items around, looking worried when he struggles to find what he's looking for.
"Todays our anniversary and Bella got called into work for an emergency and had no choice but to go and she was sad that we'd have to cancel our plans to go out and i wanted to make a cake to cheer her up because she's been teaching me how to bake lately but i messed up the first attempt and I'm one egg short-"
"So you decide to raid my fridge."
"Well- yeah cause you're my best friend" He pauses for a moment, "ah hah! Yes found it"
Clint turns around, closing the fridge shut. He's grinning brightly as he holds the egg like a precious diamond.
"You don't mind do you?"
You sigh heavily, rubbing your temples to ease the incoming headache. And for some reason, he takes that as a no- that he's free to leave with your egg. Your last egg you were going to use for breakfast.
"Thanks Ven, you're the best!" Clint cheerfully yells out, skipping and stumbling over his feet as he rushes out of your apartment.
Begin your morning routine
