Characters: Frank Castle (MCU Canon), Natasha Romanoff (MCU Canon) When/Where: Starlin's Bar (sorry Nat, not implying you're there a lot...) Rating/Warnings: Potential swearing.
Frank had managed to map his way around the space head, given a few days, and worked out the routes to everything. Or at least everything that could be found. He didn't know if there were other places, and there probably were, but right now he was certain they weren't going anywhere any time soon.
Tonight he'd gone to Starlin's. And what a hive of debauchery it was. It reminded Frank of home. Apparently coffee wasn't a regular request, but he'd gotten one nonetheless, and positioned himself at a table beside the bar to watch the revelry going on around him.
Yeah, just like home. But he wasn't looking for anyone. He wasn't looking for trouble. Or anything at all, for that matter.
Frank tapped the ring that hung around his neck. Nope. Not looking for trouble.