June 2012
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Sex on the Beach
holdonrelease:
Clint led her to the jet that was practically idling for their departure at the private airspace not twenty minutes from the tower. Tony texted Clint before they left, wishing them a safe flight, and not to leave any stains on the jet. Clint might have blushed at the implication, but he just laughed, shook his head, and boarded the jet.
The flight was relatively short, and by the...
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Sex on the Beach
holdonrelease:
Clint had changed out of his usual clothing, pulling on jeans and tennis shoes, along with a t-shirt and a lightweight zip-up hoodie. He grabbed his quiver and bow, just in case, and brought them along. He had been very careful to talk to Tony about using a jet. The man had seemed all for breaking the rules, and he seemed even more anxious to get he and Natasha out of the tower...
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: I don't know how to relax.
Tasha: I don't think I've ever laid on the beach either.
Tasha: I'd suggest we go in one of Tony's jets while I'm on lockdown, but you know. Lockdown.
You: Lockdown? Yeah right.
You: You need to go out with someone who really knows how to do things secretly
You: You in?
You: ;)
Tasha: Why Agent Barton... Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?
You: Hey, I think you know what I'm suggesting.
You: Not that I'm going to incriminate myself via text.
Tasha: I see.
Tasha: I'll be in the gym. Along with a bag filled with food.
Tasha: For training.
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: I don't know how to relax.
Tasha: I don't think I've ever laid on the beach either.
Tasha: I'd suggest we go in one of Tony's jets while I'm on lockdown, but you know. Lockdown.
You: Lockdown? Yeah right.
You: You need to go out with someone who really knows how to do things secretly
You: You in?
You: ;)
Tasha: Why Agent Barton... Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting?
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: For the last time, my ass is anything but skinny. Acknowledge that or I'll attack you in your sleep.
Tasha: And I'd make a beautiful, badass bride, wouldn't I?
Tasha: And then my honeymoon would be a mission.
You: You're so boring.
You: Don't you ever want to relax?
You: My old tired ass just wants to lay on some beach somewhere.
Tasha: I don't know how to relax.
Tasha: I don't think I've ever laid on the beach either.
Tasha: I'd suggest we go in one of Tony's jets while I'm on lockdown, but you know. Lockdown.
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: Shut your mouth, Barton.
Tasha: They're just pretty, that's all. Isn't like I'll ever own one.
Tasha: I mean, can you imagine me in a wedding dress? Pfft.
You: I cannot.
You: Even if you did believe in getting married, your skinny ass would wear a leather jumpsuit and double pistols.
Tasha: For the last time, my ass is anything but skinny. Acknowledge that or I'll attack you in your sleep.
Tasha: And I'd make a beautiful, badass bride, wouldn't I?
Tasha: And then my honeymoon would be a mission.
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: NO.
Tasha: ... I can just recognize the time and effort that went into the bodice
Tasha: And the other stupid shit on it.
You: Oh. I'm not deleting these texts. Ever.
You: This is the single greatest moment of my career.
Tasha: Shut your mouth, Barton.
Tasha: They're just pretty, that's all. Isn't like I'll ever own one.
Tasha: I mean, can you imagine me in a wedding dress? Pfft.
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: These dresses are a waste of money, honestly.
Tasha: Okay look at that dress though.
Tasha: It's all lace and
Tasha: Shut up. Whatever you're thinking, shut up Barton.
You: Oh. Oh my God, does the great Natasha Romanoff -like- a wedding gown?
You: Stop the presses.
Tasha: NO.
Tasha: ... I can just recognize the time and effort that went into the bodice
Tasha: And the other stupid shit on it.
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: Because it's this or Save Yes to the Dress.
Tasha: And I'll be damned if I watch that.
Tasha: ... but this is so bad oh my god.
You: Ha, Say Yes to the Dress. I'm turning there now.
You: This is the funniest show.
Tasha: These dresses are a waste of money, honestly.
Tasha: Okay look at that dress though.
Tasha: It's all lace and
Tasha: Shut up. Whatever you're thinking, shut up Barton.
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: I'm not.
Tasha: Right, that is.
Tasha: Not in your case, I think.
Tasha: So Saving Private Ryan is on and it's so inaccurate it hurts.
You: I hate that movie.
You: Why subject yourself to it?
You: I prefer Mission: Impossible.
Tasha: Because it's this or Save Yes to the Dress.
Tasha: And I'll be damned if I watch that.
Tasha: ... but this is so bad oh my god.
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Text to: Tasha
You: Nothing I do outside of my job is your business.
You: But I tell you because you're my best friend. I -want- to tell you.
Tasha: I'll keep my cynicism down to a bare minimum of only slightly obnoxious.
Tasha: You know I don't do well with.. that stuff.
Tasha: It's not how I was programmed.
You: I never asked you to do well with it, Tasha.
You: Just respect that I might be better at it than you.
You: Anyway, it doesn't matter. You're probably right anyway.
Tasha: I'm not.
Tasha: Right, that is.
Tasha: Not in your case, I think.
Tasha: So Saving Private Ryan is on and it's so inaccurate it hurts.
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: I didn't know fabric could defend against my icy-heart
Tasha: Good to know though.
Tasha: .. Sorry about what I said. Whatever you choose to do with your life after Shield isn't any of my business.
You: I know it isn't any of your business.
You: Nothing I do outside of my job is your business.
You: But I tell you because you're my best friend. I -want- to tell you.
Tasha: I'll keep my cynicism down to a bare minimum of only slightly obnoxious.
Tasha: You know I don't do well with.. that stuff.
Tasha: It's not how I was programmed.
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Text to: Tasha
You: Hey
Tasha: Hi
You: Hadn't seen you on anything but the monitors in my room for two days. How are you?
Tasha: I figured you'd get too cold with me around.
You: That's why I wear a jacket, smartass.
Tasha: I didn't know fabric could defend against my icy-heart
Tasha: Good to know though.
Tasha: .. Sorry about what I said. Whatever you choose to do with your life after Shield isn't any of my business.
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Text to: Tasha
You: Hey
Tasha: Hi
You: Hadn't seen you on anything but the monitors in my room for two days. How are you?
Tasha: I figured you'd get too cold with me around.
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Text to: Tasha
You: Hey
Tasha: Hi
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Target Practice
holdonrelease:
Clint watched her talk. He could tell without fail that she was fishing for information about Rosaline, the girl he had met in the Caribbean. But there was very little he could tell Natasha that he would feel comfortable sharing with her. That seemed odd, since they usually shared everything. But what Clint felt about Natasha made things a little more complicated. He didn’t feel...
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Target Practice
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Clint came over to sit next to Tasha as he pulled his bow off of his chest and leaned it up against the bench where they sat. He drank a few more guzzles off of his bottle of water before he recapped it and sat it on the bench next to him. Clint pressed his hands together between his knees before he looked over at Natasha.
“Not really,” he said. “Unlike some people, love doesn’t...
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Target Practice
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Clint snorted at her words.
“Yeah,” he said, flipping his bow over his chest. “As stiff as you were, you definitely would have hit that wall back there. The target, though? Not so much.” Clint winked at her and then strode past her to the mini fridge in the corner. He popped open the door and pulled out two bottles of water. Without warning, he tossed one to Natasha. Her reaction...
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Target Practice
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Clint could feel Natasha stiffening at his closeness. He knew that physical touches were not her forte, but Clint had made it his goal to train Tasha in proper archery. Even though it never really connected for her. Archery was not something she had ever really mastered. Clint didn’t mind helping her, but with her muscles tight this way, she’d never pick it up.
“Relax, girl,” he...
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Target Practice
holdonrelease:
Clint watched Natasha as she spoke, crossing his arms over his chest. She bent and picked up his bow, and his eyes followed her as she tried to position it correctly. Despite the fact that he was trying to listen to what Natasha was saying, he was preoccupied with her absolutely horrendous posture. He made an impatient noise, and placed his palm over hers on the wire of the bow,...
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Target Practice
holdonrelease:
There were very few places where Clint could feel really in control. After all, his life was practically controlled by Shield now. He had no say in where he went, what he did, or with whom he did it. There were places he had to go, things he had to do that he didn’t necessarily always agree with. But he did them because he felt that in the end, they were for the greater good.
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Target Practice
Several minutes after their texts, Natasha was pushing open the door to the gym, eyes immediately seeking out Clint. The room Tony’s gym was so large that it took her a few moments of scanning past the equipment until she located the archer off in the far left corner, apparently too immersed in his target practice to pay her any attention - or aware of her arrival, and just waiting for Tasha...
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: Jealousy doesn't look good on you, Barton.
You: Jealous? Come on, I was just making an observation.
You: I'm down in the gym anyway. Too lazy to come up just to see your ugly mug anyway.
Tasha: It's because you're getting old. The effort it would take to come into my room is just too much.
You: You're damn straight.
You: Which is why you're going to waltz your young ass down here so that you can bask in the glow of my presence.
Tasha: And what if I don't want to?
You: Then I guess you just lay in bed depressed because you don't get to see me anymore today.
You: :)
Tasha: Fine, you ass. I'll be down in a few.
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: Jealousy doesn't look good on you, Barton.
You: Jealous? Come on, I was just making an observation.
You: I'm down in the gym anyway. Too lazy to come up just to see your ugly mug anyway.
Tasha: It's because you're getting old. The effort it would take to come into my room is just too much.
You: You're damn straight.
You: Which is why you're going to waltz your young ass down here so that you can bask in the glow of my presence.
Tasha: And what if I don't want to?
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: And yes, we're done, but you're not invited back in with an attitude like that..
You: Good. I didn't wanna come back anyhow...
Tasha: Good. I don't want you here.
Tasha: ... though there's nothing to do now.
You: Ah, I see. You only want me there when you're not entertained by your little girlfriend.
Tasha: Jealousy doesn't look good on you, Barton.
You: Jealous? Come on, I was just making an observation.
You: I'm down in the gym anyway. Too lazy to come up just to see your ugly mug anyway.
Tasha: It's because you're getting old. The effort it would take to come into my room is just too much.
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Text to: Tasha
Tasha: And yes, we're done, but you're not invited back in with an attitude like that..
You: Good. I didn't wanna come back anyhow...
Tasha: Good. I don't want you here.
Tasha: ... though there's nothing to do now.
You: Ah, I see. You only want me there when you're not entertained by your little girlfriend.
Tasha: Jealousy doesn't look good on you, Barton.
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Text to: Tasha
You: So.
You: Your hair braiding session over with?
You: Am I out of the doghouse, now?
Tasha: Don't be put off because I made you leave the room.
Tasha: And yes, we're done, but you're not invited back in with an attitude like that..
You: Good. I didn't wanna come back anyhow...
Tasha: Good. I don't want you here.
Tasha: ... though there's nothing to do now.
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Text to: Tasha
You: So.
You: Your hair braiding session over with?
You: Am I out of the doghouse, now?
Tasha: Don't be put off because I made you leave the room.
Tasha: And yes, we're done, but you're not invited back in with an attitude like that..
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: When do you think you'll come home?
Natasha: Barton and I are ordering Chinese. You could fly home, eat with us, and have a deep, meaningful conversation about feelings and shit.
You: I'll get on a jet in ten. -Stark
Natasha: And I'll order you some orange chicken.
Natasha: And uh.. I haven't told Barton about this stuff, because I figure it's personal. We'll send him off into his room to amuse himself while we talk.
You: Okay. -Stark
You: And thanks, Nat. -Stark
Natasha: You got it, kid.
Natasha: See you soon.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: When do you think you'll come home?
Natasha: Barton and I are ordering Chinese. You could fly home, eat with us, and have a deep, meaningful conversation about feelings and shit.
You: I'll get on a jet in ten. -Stark
Natasha: And I'll order you some orange chicken.
Natasha: And uh.. I haven't told Barton about this stuff, because I figure it's personal. We'll send him off into his room to amuse himself while we talk.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: Well, you aren't going to figure it out if you're not here.
Natasha: Running isn't going to help.
You: I'm not running. -Stark
You: Actually, I'm sitting pretty idle on my couch. -Stark
Natasha: Your couch here?
Natasha: Or your couch meaning one of your many, scattered throughout the states?
You: I mean one that is roughly eighty miles away from Stark Tower. -Stark
Natasha: When do you think you'll come home?
Natasha: Barton and I are ordering Chinese. You could fly home, eat with us, and have a deep, meaningful conversation about feelings and shit.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: Well, you aren't going to figure it out if you're not here.
Natasha: Running isn't going to help.
You: I'm not running. -Stark
You: Actually, I'm sitting pretty idle on my couch. -Stark
Natasha: Your couch here?
Natasha: Or your couch meaning one of your many, scattered throughout the states?
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: Well then I don't see the problem. You don't do relationships, Bruce obviously wants one.
Natasha: Adds up to it isn't going to work. One of you has to change your definition for this work out.
Natasha: And I'm pretty sure Banner isn't the type to have a fuck buddy.
Natasha: Do you even want this to work? I can't read you right now, and it's freaking me out.
You: I don't...really know what I want, Natasha. -Stark
You: That freaks ME out. -Stark
Natasha: Well, you aren't going to figure it out if you're not here.
Natasha: Running isn't going to help.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: Depends on yours.
Natasha: What's your view?
You: Don't have one. -Stark
You: In case you hadn't noticed, I don't -do- relationships. -Stark
Natasha: Well then I don't see the problem. You don't do relationships, Bruce obviously wants one.
Natasha: Adds up to it isn't going to work. One of you has to change your definition for this work out.
Natasha: And I'm pretty sure Banner isn't the type to have a fuck buddy.
Natasha: Do you even want this to work? I can't read you right now, and it's freaking me out.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: So who are you trying to convince here? I'm not sure if that message was aimed at me, or to yourself, because I think you've got a serious case of denial.
You: And you seem to have a serious case of thinking zebras when you hear hoofbeats. -Stark
Natasha: If you say so.
Natasha: Are you interested in pursing a relationship with him romantically?
You: I guess that depends on your definition of a romantic relationship. -Stark
Natasha: Depends on yours.
Natasha: What's your view?
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: So who are you trying to convince here? I'm not sure if that message was aimed at me, or to yourself, because I think you've got a serious case of denial.
You: And you seem to have a serious case of thinking zebras when you hear hoofbeats. -Stark
Natasha: If you say so.
Natasha: Are you interested in pursing a relationship with him romantically?
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: Well you certainly don't fall under those categories.
Natasha: So then what's the problem? You should be able just to screw him and leave, because that's how life is -- but you don't want to, do you?
Natasha: Because you care for him.
Natasha: Let's not waste time going around it.
You: Of course I care about him. -Stark
You: I care about you, too, and about Pepper, I am actually capable of caring for people that care about me. -Stark
You: This isn't about caring for him. It's about loving him. Which I don't. -Stark
Natasha: So who are you trying to convince here? I'm not sure if that message was aimed at me, or to yourself, because I think you've got a serious case of denial.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: Pepper and I are different. We do it because we think you can be better.
Natasha: He does it because he knows you are.
Natasha: I don't believe in love. You know that.
Natasha: But I can honestly say, seeing the way you two talk about each other, is the closest I've ever come to believing in it.
You: Love is for children, and people who don't know any better, or else are too stupid to want anything else. -Stark
Natasha: Well you certainly don't fall under those categories.
Natasha: So then what's the problem? You should be able just to screw him and leave, because that's how life is -- but you don't want to, do you?
Natasha: Because you care for him.
Natasha: Let's not waste time going around it.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: You let feelings get involved.
Natasha: People like us, Tony, aren't meant for all that. We aren't really human in the way others are.
Natasha: But Bruce brings that side out of you. He makes you feel, and fear, and calls you out on your shit.
Natasha: You don't want to lose someone like that.
You: No, see that's why I've got you. And Pepper. -Stark
You: I don't...need something like him. I don't want it. -Stark
Natasha: Pepper and I are different. We do it because we think you can be better.
Natasha: He does it because he knows you are.
Natasha: I don't believe in love. You know that.
Natasha: But I can honestly say, seeing the way you two talk about each other, is the closest I've ever come to believing in it.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: That's not how it works. You can't just sweep him under the rug after what you guys did.
Natasha: The best thing to do would be the opposite of what you feel comfortable doing.
Natasha: And I think we both know what that is.
You: Thank you for stating the obvious. -Stark
You: I was really hoping you would tell me I could just lay low here until he goes away. -Stark
You: How did I get into this mess? -Stark
Natasha: You let feelings get involved.
Natasha: People like us, Tony, aren't meant for all that. We aren't really human in the way others are.
Natasha: But Bruce brings that side out of you. He makes you feel, and fear, and calls you out on your shit.
Natasha: You don't want to lose someone like that.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: No one deserves anyone. We're all fucked up, we're all bad people - just varying shades of bad.
Natasha: And it isn't really your place to decided if you're good enough for him. That's his, isn't it?
Natasha: And he obviously thinks you are. But the other two.. Well, those are things you have to come to terms with. My magical advice and some alcohol isn't going to help you really.
You: Yeah, well, the alcohol certainly didn't work. -Stark
You: So your magical advice is really the only advice I trust right now. -Stark
You: I started this e-mail, but I might just scrap it. It's all too messy for me. -Stark
You: I just want him to go, so I don't have to deal with it. -Stark
Natasha: That's not how it works. You can't just sweep him under the rug after what you guys did.
Natasha: The best thing to do would be the opposite of what you feel comfortable doing.
Natasha: And I think we both know what that is.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: And why did you run? It doesn't seem like Bruce forced himself on you, so I don't understand.
Natasha: I mean.. I do understand. I get it. But what exactly made you run?
You: Several different things. -Stark
You: I don't really want to go into how emasculating it was. -Stark
You: Or how I hate the fact that I don't deserve him. -Stark
You: Oh, or even that, TONY STARK DOESN'T DO SHIT LIKE FALL IN LOVE. -Stark
Natasha: No one deserves anyone. We're all fucked up, we're all bad people - just varying shades of bad.
Natasha: And it isn't really your place to decided if you're good enough for him. That's his, isn't it?
Natasha: And he obviously thinks you are. But the other two.. Well, those are things you have to come to terms with. My magical advice and some alcohol isn't going to help you really.
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: Dammit Stark.
Natasha: Alright, talk to me. What went down?
Natasha: And stop the aversion bullshit. I know you too well.
You: Aversion? Me? No, you're kidding, right? -Stark
You: What do you -think- went down, Natasha? -Stark
You: Surely I don't have to have the birds and bees talk with you, of all people. -Stark
You: Afterwards, I left came here. Been here since. -Stark
Natasha: And why did you run? It doesn't seem like Bruce forced himself on you, so I don't understand.
Natasha: I mean.. I do understand. I get it. But what exactly made you run?
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Text to: Natasha
Natasha: ... Tony. Please don't tell me you slept together and then you ran?
Natasha: Just anything else. Killed his cat, perhaps?
You: Right, because I make a habit of killing animals for the fun of it. -Stark
Natasha: Dammit Stark.
Natasha: Alright, talk to me. What went down?
Natasha: And stop the aversion bullshit. I know you too well.
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Text to: Natasha
You: How are you and Clint getting on? -Stark
Natasha: Just fine. He's in the shower, and I'm playing with the TV.
Natasha: How are you and Bruce getting on?
You: Uh, well. That's sort of why I'm texting. -Stark
You: We...may or may not have had done something we really shouldn't have done because now I'm in upstate New York avoiding him, and he's...well. I guess he is still there. -Stark
You: I haven't talked to him. -Stark
Natasha: ... Tony. Please don't tell me you slept together and then you ran?
Natasha: Just anything else. Killed his cat, perhaps?
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Text to: Natasha
You: How are you and Clint getting on? -Stark
Natasha: Just fine. He's in the shower, and I'm playing with the TV.
Natasha: How are you and Bruce getting on?
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