"I thought — actually, it was Laura who thought, but — uh, we thought that you should know that the reason you guys got the slot that freed up was because another band put your name forward. Well, specifically, one member of a band, who is apparently owed a favor by Valentina Allegra de Fontaine — she’s the head of O.X.E; they’ve run the festival for the past few years — so, as you can imagine, she's not a person who cashes out on favors very often, but — "
“Okay,” Kate cuts in, a strange reversal of their typical dynamic. “Jeez, Clint, spit it out already.”
Clint’s mouth pinches in a way that only ever happens on rare occasion, and only when he’s experiencing genuine discomfort.
“It was Yelena,” he says simply, leaving the rest unsaid.
And when it comes to Yelena, this leaves a lot unsaid.
notes: Happy National Mac and Cheese Day! Some friends and I decided to do a fanwork exchange to celebrate and this is my contribution, for the incomparable @fiddleabout! You'll be able to find all the works made for this event on Tumblr and AO3, so be sure to check them all out. :) Also many, many thanks to @corvophobia for the amazinggg art she drew for this fic, tucked away in chapter two.
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