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![]() SAM WILSON (34) Military veteran and counselor at the VA back home in DC. I like to cook, am learning to bake, and I can fly. I also like to go running, so if you see me around, come say hi! |
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[ JK there's a giant rush! He wants that sammich! He wants that hot chocolate too! All he's been eating is frozen meals since he got here. Bucky's never had to cook a meal in his life what with living on an Army base and being sent rat packs for every meal of the day. Sure, he can cook a rabbit out on the front, but that's not the same thing.
So if he's literally bouncing in his seat on the couch, well, there's reasons. That's all. ]
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He shoots off a message when he's out the door. ] Almost there, see you soon. Hope you've got a pan or something in there so we can make soup.
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[ He's traipsing into his kitchen to make sure it's where he last put it. One thing Buck can do is stir and warm soup. That's easy. He's got a nice steel pot for that sort of thing already on the stove. ]
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At your front door. Hope your stove works.
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Hey. [ He props the door open to let Sam through. ] Come on in, pal.
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Are you always this friendly or is this just because I'm going to be feeding you?
[ Still, his eyes crinkle up at the the corners as he smiles at Bucky. ]
Hope your appliances all work so we can heat some of this up, man.
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[ No, it's totally your food, mister! Bucky gets out of the way and moves further into his small apartment. ]
Yeah, stove's fine! It's the air conditioner that just doesn't wanna stay hot for long...
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Come on, then. Let's heat this up so we can get you fed. It help warm this whole place up, too, while we're at it.
[ He blinks, then glances over as he makes his way to where he assumes the kitchen is. ] You know that the air conditioner's meant to keep the room cold, right? If you want hot, you'd have to use the thermostat or a heater.
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[ Don't be one-upping Bucky Barnes in his own damn house, pal! You're gonna get kicked out that way and he's gonna keep all the food. Eventually he follows Sam in and hovers behind him like a gnat. ]
What kinda soup is it?