Second Chances
Think like a super soldier, Lewis.
If she were Steve Rogers, Captain America, the Star Spangled Man With A Plan, and the world was ending in the form of a war with the dead, where would she be?
Really, she knew the most probable answer but she procrastinated anyways, taking her time in checking a few other "possible" places first before she found herself lingering just inside the doorway of the gym, watching the familiar blonde across the room. Lurking was probably a more appropriate word, trying to formulate a totally casual way to interrupt without just...blurting out what she wanted to say. This was a subject that probably wouldn't benefit from careless blurting.
So she waited, leaned up against the wall like some creeper, until he was stilled in a moment of rest. "Mister Rogers." And instantly regretted that particular choice of greeting. He was not a children's show host for hecks sake. "...Steve. Sorry, Steve."
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