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Clint Barton is going back to bed. (today_sucks) wrote in snapthread,

"You're not wrong," Clint admitted, because he was from earth and he didn't get what was going on half the time. Then again, he also didn't pay tremendous amounts of attention either -- he'd always been pretty bad at Holidays in general, at least until he'd found something of a family in the Avengers. Before that -- well. Christmas in the Barton household hadn't been a good time, and it hadn't been much better in the circus, either.

"Wait until you try eggnog with brandy," he said, grinning. "Or -- I dunno, you might like mulled wine, too." Hey, if Gamora liked the finer things in life, Clint was only happy to help her find more stuff.

He turned away from the window and made grabby hands at the coffee pot, because if no one else was going to come to drink it, he might as well. "Yeah. That may be so," he agreed of Quill. "Sometimes it's natural to just want to be home, I guess. But I don't think he'd be enjoying it nearly as much if you weren't here."