Who: Clint Barton & Hermann Gottlieb What: Coffee shop chitchat When: Saturday afternoon Where: Madison Valley Warnings: Talk of dead people Status: Closed/Ongoing
Today was a clusterfuck in so many ways for so many people. Clint, thankfully, had a way to effectively deal with the bullshit the dome had brought down on them all. It was simple, easy, and unfortunately only worked for him.
He shut off his hearing aids. It was rather hard for the half dozen or so ghosts following him around to make his life miserable if he couldn't hear them. And after dropping Nate off for a playdate with a classmate, he headed for the coffee shop to spend a few hours enjoying some coffee and catching up on his reading before picking up the kiddo and heading home.
He was partway through his second cup and about halfway through his book when he noticed someone was talking to him, someone alive that is, and reaching up to flip one of his aids on.