( it’s not the accent she’d be expecting him to have, not if he was the bucky barnes that she knew. definitely not a native speaker - or not someone who speaks it often. still, the confirmation is enough to have her flinching, a minuscule movement that she smothers quickly enough with a sharp look at him. it’s dawning on him now. her, what she’d asked.
she intentionally looks at his arm, then back at his face. )
You tell me. (shit is right, exactly what she’d just thought, and she tips her drink towards him in a mock ‘cheers’. ) Believe it or not, this isn’t even the weirdest thing to happen to me today.
( a smear of chlorophyll over one shoulder probably confirms that. )
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she intentionally looks at his arm, then back at his face. )
You tell me. ( shit is right, exactly what she’d just thought, and she tips her drink towards him in a mock ‘cheers’. ) Believe it or not, this isn’t even the weirdest thing to happen to me today.
( a smear of chlorophyll over one shoulder probably confirms that. )
Gonna clue me in?