[ Honestly, he's impressed Daisy managed that brief run as well as she did on zero sleep and all that hot coffee sloshing around inside her. Bucky comes to a stop beside her, and unthinkingly reaches out and rests his right hand between her shoulderblades while she drapes herself around the railing.
He's mostly forgotten what it's like to get drunk; he's gotten out of the habit, can't really remember what it's like fighting that whirling dizziness. ]
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He's mostly forgotten what it's like to get drunk; he's gotten out of the habit, can't really remember what it's like fighting that whirling dizziness. ]
Take your time. I shouldn't've pushed.