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âYeah i might take him up on it, this place can get pretty quite at nightâ Bucky replied looking at the other before chuckling âI suppose its nothing I canât handle given that they have all these new devices that help with cleaning.â He mused welcoming in his friend before shutting the door. âWearing flannel and show me around the city? why do I feel like Iâm going to hate this experience?â He questioned rolling his eyes before laughing at the mere mental imagine of little steve trying to grow any facial hair. âYou wouldâve looked so weird, on my gosh youâve always looked like a kid but that wouldâve been so odd.â
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      âheâs a wildcard but heâs a good friend.â that was the understatement of the year, calling clint a wildcard, but steve felt it got the point across. nothing could really fully prepare a person to deal with clint barton, he was an experience that you just had to live through. steve stepped inside chuckling âapparently with the beard and the longer hair i look like a lumberjack when i wear flannel... and people want to climb me... itâs something to say the least.â











