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It seemed that Bucky and Nancy had something in common. They were both pretty easy going, and came from fucked up backstories. Once he had all of the items--phone, credit card, key--he was ready to go. Only, he had no idea where to go.
Then the young woman offered to walk him that way. He nodded. "I'd appreciate a tour very much." he started slipping the items into his pockets. "I'm Bucky, by the way. --James. Barnes."