[Sam's comment about maybe leaning on him, but not die made Steve smile wider. Honestly, Sam, he's rather attached to the idea of you. Even drunk, you're pretty fantastic.]
[Steve just shook his head, grinning now as he headed for the steps and the front door of the apartment complex. He stays at the others side, making sure the first few steps are manageable, then gets the door, leading them into the small lobby of his apartment, his mail box on a wall that just said S. Rogers. He liked the simple things like his place.]
Why were you drinking alone, anyhow? [Okay bud, time to hike a few flights of stairs. You can do it.]
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[Steve just shook his head, grinning now as he headed for the steps and the front door of the apartment complex. He stays at the others side, making sure the first few steps are manageable, then gets the door, leading them into the small lobby of his apartment, his mail box on a wall that just said S. Rogers. He liked the simple things like his place.]
Why were you drinking alone, anyhow? [Okay bud, time to hike a few flights of stairs. You can do it.]