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Tony couldn’t help but laugh at the amount of energy the child had. Then again he was always pleased with the amount of energy children had now a days-- and not specifically for the fondue portion.
“Really now? Well, again I’m offering a job for her if she likes.” He casually stated as he shrugged his shoulders.
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A sigh pushed through Bucky’s lips as he too pushed through the crowded hallways, keeping everybody as far away from him as he possibly could.. He wasn’t a huge fan of everybody at the school, some people he tolerated, maybe even one or two he could consider friends, but everybody else could just go to hell for all he cared. He was checking his phone, for only a second before colliding head on with another, though he didn’t stumble backwards, instead just stopping. “Why the hell are you just standing there?”
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American coffee did not taste like coffee back home, no matter how many times Steve told him that he was just imagining things, that coffee hadn’t changed all that much, that he should just stop complaining. But it did taste different, it was too sweet, too soft, he needed something bitter on his tongue and he couldn’t find it. And so, whenever he goes out for coffee, the inevitable happens; he glares down at the cup of brown liquid in his hands like it’s betrayed him personally.
artificiallyimplantedmemories asked: “Why do people fear losing things that they don’t even have yet?”
Bess looked up from her coffee and cake, her eye catching the figure of a woman. She cast her gaze down to what had occupied her mind previously, picking at the dessert type food. “Because one fears what they don’t know, and one wouldn’t know the feeling of losing what they wouldn’t or shouldn’t have, so they fear the result of such.” It took a few moments to answer the question, honestly. She had a hard time thinking, with the lack of sleep as of lately. “Is there any reason you asked me that question?” The blond sent a cautious smile at the woman, looking up and dropping the metal fork onto the plate, not quite flinching at the clinking sound that only made the atmosphere more vibrant.
“An excuse to talk to you, mostly,” Natasha answered honestly. “But I do appreciate the response– I never did understand how people lived fearing for something that might never happen.” She extended a hand. “Natalie. And you are?”
Bess looked at her hand, observing it for a second. There had to be some type of catch, some reason why she wanted to speak to her. “Bess. Nice to meet you, Natalie.” She smiled pleasantly, but still guarded. The woman couldn’t help the lack of trust woven in her mind. That was how she had kept herself alive this long, not blindingly trusting every person she had a conversation with. “Is there any reason why you wanted to talk to me?” She laughed just a bit, taking a sip of her black coffee, sighing contently at the warmth in her chest.
Nat grinned and shook her hand. “I’m a regular here and I haven’t seen you before, that’s all.” Well, and you’ve popped up on my files a good dozen times and a couple instances are from before I was born and who the hell are you anyway? she didn’t say. “Pleased to meet you, by the way. I thought you might be an intellectual-- I don’t know, just something in your posture, I guess. I’m glad I was right.”
