It was a good start. Even Clint couldn't get his own Bucky to smile half the time. It wasn't a testament to Clint not being hilarious so much as Bucky being a serious dude who liked stewing in his own angst. And grease.
Yeah. This one still had better hair.
"Oh no, animal videos are way better," he agreed, easily. Porn was -- it was whatever. It was for people who couldn't get laid, he was pretty sure. And for people who liked the internet a lot better than him. "You could just watch a real dog play in the mud whenever though. Lucky likes tromping dirt all over."
Clint licked at his ice cream slowly, sort of amazed at the lack of skill Bucky was putting into ice cream eating. "Drink some coffee," he advised. "Dude. The fuck are people worried about you for?"