Messes happened. Especially when you spent 3-9 months out of the year out of the country and not cleaning his apartment. He'd been back in the states for a while now, though. And it was long past due. That didn't mean he wanted to do it on a Sunday night when he could have been watching Dog Cops reruns.
Clint didn't know what he expected from Kate when she randomly waltzed into his place and started messing with his toys. He really should find some way to get rid of all that youthful enthusiasm and pestering. Taking her to the range might do it - once he got her going on a few hours of target practice just to prove 'she was better.' Like anyone was believing that. Pft. So he was cocky. It came with being one of the few archers outside of the Arrow clan that managed to keep his name in the headlines. Occasionally.
At her call, Clint - looking a bit rumpled himself from working - popped his head out of the backroom where he was organizing one of the closets. "So stop breaking it."