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Who: Clint Barton & Darcy Lewis
Where: Coffee Shop
When: So late on the 31st its actually just the 1st now
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Darcy has been a bit of a wreck for the better part of a week, so Clint does the only thing he can think of, he gets her drunk.
The Story:

He doesn't know Darcy all that well, but Natasha introduced them and while she didn't say it outright she made it clear that Darcy was someone she was looking out for. Which meant Clint was as well. The appearance of Bucky Barnes in the absence of Steve seems to riled a few people and Clint could tell that Darcy had been running herself ragged trying to take care of everything. So it might have been a little guilt over the fact that that he hadn't stepped up when the other three disappeared (in his defense he had no idea who Bucky was until at least the third day the guy was here) and let everything rest on Darcy's shoulders that has him showing up at the coffee shop after hours with a bottle of whiskey and a crossbow.

Getting drunk and shooting things was usually how Clint dealt with stress (there was a reason he wasn't the leader of the Avengers, well there were a few reasons but irresponsible decisions was one of them).

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[sorryitasedyou]

She hadn't asked to be the one to step up, but it was hard not to when she'd felt an obligation to try and keep as much of the drama at bay as possible. She hasn't really slept much, hadn't done much outside of worrying and trying to keep everything running as smoothly as possible. She was sure it was showing, not that she'd paid much attention to it.

There's a lift of an eyebrow at the sight, pausing in her attempts to wipe down an already clean counter. "Well, this is a surprise. Hi..." A beat. "Y'know, Steve and the others usually keep my training hand to hand."

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Clint is grinning as he puts the bottle on the counter. "I can see that." He doesn't say it but he might be thinking something along the lines of that being boring. "But I'm the reckless one. Besides, hand to hand is all well and good unless you need to keep your distance from your enemy."

He puts the unloaded crossbow next to the bottle. "You seem like you could use a break. Whiskey and shooting targets is a good stress reliever."

[sorryitasedyou]

"Yeah, well... The most I usually handle is a taser." It wasn't actually said she couldn't learn to do more, she just never really pursued it - something about lethality and a moral dilemma deep down about what that could mean around here if she actually learned that skill.

Because so far everything she'd learned had been put to the test.

"As much of a fan as I am of drunken learning, that wouldn't be very responsible." And that sure is the voice of Steve coming through, because she's been trying to channel his calm. Almost immediately after the words come out of her mouth, there's a look of horror. "I'm in." OH GOD, WHAT WAS HAPPENING TO HER.

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Clint couldn't help that laugh that escaped him at the look of horror on her face. "Good, for a second there you had me worried. Thought I pegged you wrong." He smirked hoisting himself up onto and over the counter to the other side. "Got glasses in this place or just coffee mugs. I'm not above drinking whiskey out of a coffee mug." The words leaving his mouth as he searched for what he needed.

[sorryitasedyou]

"I think I've been spending too much time trying to adult." Which, best way to fix that is to do something incredibly irresponsible. She doesn't even bother to comment on his literally hopping over the counter rather than walking around because why use conventional means when you can do that? No lie, she's a little jelly.

"Glasses might be doable, although coffee mugs could be fun. I know I've got some pretty awesome ones... I think I even have one appropriate for the situ --" Her words are interrupted by a profound AHA as she sets a mug down on the counter. "This one's pretty spiffy, too." And have another mug. A few small espresso demitasse glasses soon follow with some larger brightly colored glasses. Here, Clint - have some options. "Do we want a mixer?" Because she's not objecting to drinking it straight, otherwise.

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Clint grins. "Exactly why I thought you could use a break from being responsible." Everyone needs a break from adulting every once and a while. Trust him, he's a dad.

He picks up the day drinking mug and smirks. "I this is definitely the mug for me. It's good whiskey, just need some ice, maybe some water if that's your thing." That was how he was taught to drink whiskey- a little ice, water, and sip.

[sorryitasedyou]

If she thought she could get away with doing the whole 'not responsible' act on a more regular basis lately... She totally would. Leave the adulting to the other, more qualified adults. Adults that didn't think crackers, cheese whiz, and cereal created a well-balanced meal.

Picking up the other mug, she places that and one of the demitasses in front of her - pushing the smaller one forward. "I'm thinking I'm gonna start neat and go from there." Start a little more potent and then maybe dirty things up a bit before adding food to the mix. "There's ice in the bin here, and I've got some bottles of water if you want to get fancy."

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If that was her basis on qualified adults then Clint was definitely not a qualified adult- at least not when he wasn't around his kids.

"Good choice." He goes about making her and then himself a drink, pushing her cup towards her across the counter. "So, how you holding up?"

no worries, I'm technically on hiatus so I'll be on the slow train

[sorryitasedyou]

Most of the people in Wonderland tended to be hit or miss on the idea of being a qualified adult, especially with the events and the not needing to work.

She gladly takes the cup, bringing it to her lips at the question - letting the smooth burn work its way down her throat before trying to speak. "Well, I'll be pretty happy to see everyone come back. Although, not sure I'm excited about the stories they might have." Considering last time Steve went home, he came back telling stories about killer robots and basically leveling a city. "I'm just grateful for a little downtime."

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Clint hasn't been in Wonderland long enough to really see people disappear and come back, so Darcy is probably the best one to question about things.

"Does it happen often? They leave and then come back after something big happens in our world?"

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[sorryitasedyou]

She could definitely answer the question, although she's gonna take a really long drink before doing it. She didn't have some of the same hang ups that might go with asking Steve, so she'll definitely field it.

"Yeah, although sometimes they don't come back. Or they leave in groups or go one by one? Natasha, Pepper, and Jane all went home in the span of like two weeks and they didn't come back. Not right away. That's why I always check people's rooms when they go." It's morbid, but a necessary evil. "I went home once. Went through like two years worth of life before they dragged me back. Messes with your mind a little. I wish there was a consistent way it did this crap, but that's definitely asking way too much of Wonderland. Just like I wish it would bring people back with their memories, no matter how long they were gone."

It'd make her life a hell of a lot easier, seriously.

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Clint nods, taking a drink and taking in her answer. Natasha had explained a little of the same but it had just been what she heard too. Hearing it from Darcy, who had witnessed it, solidified it in his mind a little more.

"Yeah, Natasha said when I got here that she had just apparently come back. I heard I was here once before too."

He had a tendency to hate anything that messed with his head- too much like mind control for his liking.

[sorryitasedyou]

This type of information was best given over booze for this exact reason. "I hate to say it, but it's easier to wrap your head around after you experience it with someone. I don't know, it's... it's weird. And yes, you were." And she actually laughs at this because it's one of her favorite memories. "I met you the first time while you were picking a lock to break into a random room."

Honestly, it's for the best that a few of them don't remember certain things... But she definitely has a few memories she wished people remembered. "We also all had a killer kitchen party when Tony and I were testing a theory and it backfired."

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Clint smiles at that. It definitely sounds like something he would do. "Why was I picking locks when most of these rooms are open?"

He raises an eyebrow. "Did something explode? When Tony's involved something always explodes. Did we have a good fight?" He's so adult, Darcy.

[sorryitasedyou]

"You know, that's a great question and to this day... I'm not really sure. I just wrote it off as some weird Avenger spy thing." And she gives a little wiggle of her fingers around her mug for emphasis.

"And as for the kitchen, nothing exploded - surprisingly. There was a lot of melted ice cream, though. Lord Buckingham was showing me how to build a solid fortress to protect against invasions. And we kinda left a disaster in our wake with all the food. I... don't think we had a full-on food fight? I know I threw a milkshake at Bucky, but that was a different day when he was having a polar bear problem. I think you threw chocolate chips at someone. Probably Natasha, honestly. Or maybe Tony." She can totes help with adulting and throwing in the most random shit that literally makes no sense without context.