Nat Romanoff

She wouldn't mind company

// my dms aren't working.. Will try respond to things tomorrow ♥️

Sugar and cream please... The stronger the better however

You're breathing?

You're alive

Pokes @fvllensoldat.bsky.social

Casting a sideways glance. "hi?"

Could say that... Any chance of a coffee...?

// I really need to try and be here more.

Looooong exhale...

"hmmm?"

"hey, uh, yeah, sorry about that, you good?"

Pokes head in

No wades that I recall in the team...

// hiiii sorry for no replies, real life's kicking my ass but I will try and get to them this evening ❤️

// I will get to replies in the morning, I'm sleepy

"why doesn't that surprise me." refferi g to his thoughts as she continues on her way, casually striding up the target building.

"you sure you're up for this before we go in there?"

"hmm?" she asks, tearing her gaze away from the holograms he was working with towards Tony.

"how do you even make sense of what it is you're looking at?"

[ dead panning him right now, arms folded across her chest]

That and your maturity level is none existent

"you're gonna make things do what you do best."

"mopey and suffering from short term memory loss." walking a head, just a little faster than thar of her company.

"heard of some people who managed to get their hands on some super soldier serum. So, I'm gonna create a distraction and you..." she pauses, turning to face him. —>

I don't think that's how that works... No wonder we never accepted you

That's public indecency

Quietly sitting, watching.

Enjoying a morning coffee and peanut butter sandwich.

Fast reflexes allows the black widow to catch said card and then, she approaches him, handing it back.

"well, when you're done moping about losing some sleep Mon cher, I'd really like to get going."

Not that I recall... Why?

Sorry, who? Can't say I've heard of him.

"could have always played a game of go fish or poker or something to pass the time."