Clint nodded, though he still looked a bit unsure. He pushed the thoughts in the back of his mind and started to eat the waffles in front of him.
He kept glancing up at Bobbi curiously.
“Do you want to say something to me?”
“Y-Y-Y…” Clint frowned slightly, “You.” He nodded once he had the word down, “You p-pretty.”
Clint nodded as he rolled the idea around in his head, “Yeah… maybe we should. It could help us in the long run.” He smiled a bit, “New chapter, new everything.” He seemed very set on this idea now.
Clint figured they could learn to communicate better as they lived…
“Yeah. We did good.” Clint looked around the room and ran his hand through his hair, “I’ll disassemble the furniture later I guess, I mean… there isn’t much furniture to take apart.” He shrugged.
“How about we head to the kitchen? I can cook us up something to eat.” He nodded. Even though they had went to the diner, drinking tended to make him hungry.
Wade’s dog is a black pug. Any name ideas?
Can I come visit?! [holds up allergy medicine] I’m so ready!
Sure you can, but you cant eat them ok?
Why in all that is holy’s name would I eat… never mind. I want to cuddle it!