he sips at his burning coffee , eyes glued to the newspaper in front of him . it just doesn’t make sense , none of this does . he’s tried multiple times calling laura , natasha , and even steve , yet to no avail . he was fine , taking his final leave from the avengers ( a well deserved leave at that ) when the news showed yet another attack on new york , it took a while for him to convince himself not to go back . they didn’t need him , they never did . yet somehow he ended up here anyways , &* everything is fine . he takes in a sharp inhale , as he stands to refill his coffee ( the only thing getting him through ) . it takes him a second to register the person in front of him , a second too long , as he runs right into them . “ shit , sorry . thank god the cup wasn’t full right ? ”