"Why is a minor talking about my ass? Weren't you all preachy about being underage earlier?"
As she works, his mind drifts back, back to the house of his childhood. Something that feels like a faded photo from the time period, stained by time and electroshock brainwashing.
"My sisters did pin curls. I never could understand how they were able to sleep on them. I'm not gonna have to deal with that, right?"
Since, Bucky had gotten quite the lesson in finding ways to sleep that were less than ideal and less than pain-free. He picks up the magazine and starts flipping through aimlessly. She makes it seem so effortless, acting as though it isn't totally weird for them to be up at whatever-the-hell o'clock.
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7/6/16 02:09 (UTC)"Why is a minor talking about my ass? Weren't you all preachy about being underage earlier?"
As she works, his mind drifts back, back to the house of his childhood. Something that feels like a faded photo from the time period, stained by time and electroshock brainwashing.
"My sisters did pin curls. I never could understand how they were able to sleep on them. I'm not gonna have to deal with that, right?"
Since, Bucky had gotten quite the lesson in finding ways to sleep that were less than ideal and less than pain-free. He picks up the magazine and starts flipping through aimlessly. She makes it seem so effortless, acting as though it isn't totally weird for them to be up at whatever-the-hell o'clock.