Clint Barton (makesbadchoices) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2019-02-10 00:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | !closed, !complete, !log, !match-up, ~2019 february, ~50 points, ~~agent washington (freelancerwash), ~~clint barton (makesbadchoices) |
WHO Clint Barton & Agent Washington
WHAT Wash meets a walking disaster
WHEN Feb 5 [backdated]
WHERE Out and about
WARNINGS TBD, probably not much though
STATUS MATCHUP | Closed | Incomplete
To say that Clint was settling in wasn't an understatement, but it was maybe overestimating things a little to say he was settling in well. He still forgot where he was sometimes, woke up at the slightest noise and caught himself missing Lucky's presence on the bed or next to him on the couch. Some days were better than others, but the rain had definitely left him super waterlogged and in serious need of food and bandages and beer. Beer would probably be good, too.
He took a trip to the grocery store and got everything he needed in one go. It was pretty great, since one stop shop, but bad in the sense that he was walking everywhere. So now he had four bags to carry because he'd gotten a little carried away in his shopping. Plus, he had a six pack of beer, too. The bag on top were his medical supplies, which he knew he needed to have well stocked given his tendencies to get injured over every little thing. It was better to be well prepared in that case.
Of course, he was so focused on not dropping anything that he completely tripped over his own two feet and went flying. Clint landed on the sidewalk hard and his groceries - a hodgepodge of items that were mostly ready meals and first aid supplies - skittered out onto the sidewalk in front of him. "It's okay! The beer's okay!" He'd managed that much.