Blaze was in the middle of a rather nice dream about eating a giant cheeseburger when a series of sudden, loud knocks snapped her out of her deep sleep.  She flailed a bit, got tangled in the blankets and hit the ground with a loud whump.  ”Son of a bitch!” she grumbled, scrambling up and wrenching the door open.  She was too tired to care about the fact that she was in her underwear and her scars were on full display.  She rubbed at her eyes and squinted up at Clint in the light.  ”I’m up, I’m up, I promise I’m up, ok?  Give me like, five minutes, ok?  Five.” Â
She closed the door in his face and nearly broke her neck tripping over the nest of blankets on the floor, swearing loudly.  She dressed quickly and haphazardly, brushing her teeth and dragging a brush through her hair (she really was due for a cut) and pulling it into a ponytail.  Pausing only to make sure that she hadn’t put anything on backwards, she opened the door and stepped out into the hallway, where Clint was waiting.  ”Mornin’ then,” she said cheerfully, a little more awake from the already hectic pace the day had taken.  ”Sleep good?”
Clint was about to tell her that he didn't know what she was saying until the door slammed in his face and it all processed that she too was asleep and probably could have used more sleep than he. But the fact that she slammed the door and was in her underwear didn't really help things and had him hesitate to knock once more.
He let out a deep sigh as his shoulder pressed against the doorframe, awaiting for his miniature partner to get dressed so the two could hit up some early morning training as it's what Clint must do in order to endure and continue to be an Avenger. He knows that being the normal man with no powers, money or the likes means he has to bust ass in order to be accepted with the others. Something he had absolutely no problems doing as there's no other that is worthy of being considered best marksman.
Assuming she asked if he was ready, he replied with a short yes before nodding towards the direction the two needed to head off to. "Want some breakfast before or after the work out?"
