Darcy Lewis (nameofscience) wrote in oakdellic, @ 2017-08-05 13:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !thread/log, clint barton, darcy lewis |
Who: Darcy and Clint
When: Saturday night
Where: Darcy's house
What: Clint is two hours late for dinner
Why: Steve used him as a test subject.
Status: Closed/On-Going
Ratings: Mild maybe because of Clints mouth
Darcy could have sworn she told Clint to be at her place at six... But it was now eight at night and no Clint. She sighed for the moment. Glancing at her phone to see no reply to her millions of texts she had sent him. So, she came to change out her clothes, which wasn't anything fancy but still she had made a slight effort. Changing now into a pair of cotton shorts and a tank top, Darcy began to put the food away in containers. Her brunette hair tied back into a ponytail as she changed the music to something a little more upbeat. Despite being annoyed, Darcy was worried that something had happened to Clint.
Hoping he was okay, she texted him a final time telling him she was getting worried and was about to go look for him if he didn't reply in the next hour.
Once the food was placed away, Darcy would grab that glass of wine and move to the living room, a s she let the music play in her house. She was trying to distract herself as best as possible. It wasn't really working, if anything it was freaking her out even more. So, she came to place that glass down and moved to her door to walk out and look for Clint. That is until she opened it and saw Clint standing there. A brow arched up at him for the moment.
"Is... that webbing??" She cam to ask with a confused look on her features.