he has a pizza in hand with movies and soda on top, strategically balancing it all on one hand he uses his now free one to knock. clint’s a very simple guy, his life consists of only a hand full of things. food, coffee, avenging, kate, and his dog. in that order. (okay kate and lucky might come before avenging, but whatever. and before anyone says anything kate and lucky are only after food and coffee because he requires those for survival.) however, more recently he supposes he could add jessica to that list, not that he’d really say that out loud. he’s pretty sure they’re just on a fling status? that’s how these things worked, right?
he never really knows, basically one minute things are great and then the next he’s getting yelled at for being an ass. it’s a never ending cycle, really. but he’s trying not to be a screw up. when the door opens, he raises the pizza box a bit. “in light of recent shitty events i figured some terrible movies and pizza might be in order.” after that shit show of a meeting they’d had with ross that steve had literally up and walked out of, clint wasn’t really up for talking with too many people.
