#muse:digger

[homicidalanarchy]

“Was my pickup line too cheesy? I couldn’t help myself.” (you can throw whoever you want at me.)

Digger sat at the bar, a cold beer in hand as his eyes focused on the tv behind the bar, he was watching whatever football game was on. The American kind, not the actual football that the rest of the world knew.

He hadnt expected such a pretty thing to be in a shitheap of a bar but here she was flirting with him no less. He smirked and turned to her, his eyes travelling over her figure. "Aint nothing wrong with a cheesy pick up like every now and then."

[homicidalanarchy]

@wxrwounds

Digger had somehow managed to escape the confines of Belle Reves. It was some sort of planned mass breakout that he didnt question as he was free. Especially since the tracker that was placed in his neck was disabled.

He needed somewhere to stay low and of course the first place that came to mind was Jenna. She was a SHEILD agent, she was a good guy so no-one would expect him there.

And thats where he currently was. He had broken in,grabbed a beer from the fridge, sat on the couch and turned on the telly wanting for her return home.