“Would you like to hear the rest of the story?” @onlyathief
" Would you like to kiss my ass? " he says it in a horrible fake accent, and he knows it. right now, however, he's getting tired of remy's chatter. for a thief, the guy sure does talk a lot. there have been multiple times that clint's been tempted to turn his aids off to get a little peace. would that be rude of him? sure. does he care? not at all. it wasn't really his choice to get thrown into the saddle with gambit, but here they were standing on a rooftop, which was clint's territory, watching a shared target enter a nightclub across the street. that meant things were about to get louder, and clint really wasn't here for that.
he didn't have much of a choice, considering that's exactly where the target was. it would be easier to extract and get information with a crowd of people around. yeah, right. clint doesn't like to get loud, but luckily, he was with someone who was an expert at it.
" Alright, let's move, " clint tucks his binoculars back into his pack, flicking his lenses up and over blonde strands, " not that I care, but how you want to do this, huh? If we walk in together, we need a cover story. And I'm not about to be your date. "
𝖆 𝖑𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝖕𝖗𝖎𝖓𝖈𝖊𝖘𝖘 (1917), frances hodgson burnett