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Natasha glared at the ikea dresser. Steve had asked her for help, setting up a room for his friend, so she’d gone to Ikea, picked out furnature, and was now trying to assemble it. She’d been planning on having it done, by the time Steve and Bucky came back.
She looked up when the ex-hydra asset walked into the room. She hadn’t seen him yet, not since before he remembered who he was, and it was a little odd. “I was hoping to have this done, before you got here.”











