She had been mindlessly swiping left or right for weeks now and so far it had gotten her ten go no where online conversations, one psuedo-date at a food truck, and an almost sexual encounter on a balcony which ended in a drug bust. Leg swung over the arm of the couch and head on Colleen's lap she continued what she now assumed was still a quest for love while she waited for her friend to pick something on Netflix.
"Wait is that? Nah, can't be! Barton?!" The buff blonde on her phone, he certainly looked like him but there were too many selfies with a dog. She was pretty sure none of the Avengers had a dog. "That's what I need! I need a Clint Barton kind of fuckboy."