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Steve Rogers (captainhandsome) wrote in snapthread,

Even if Steve didn't know everyone, he knew everyone that was there. He'd seen them, seen how they talked or asked about them. He liked to be across that, making sure everyone was somewhat settled here and had what they needed without hovering or making it look like he was trying to tell anyone how to live. When people went out he liked knowing they came back safe, even if they hadn't done more than nod or smile in their travels.

He was cutting across the square to refill the fire wood stack, as he did every day. Steve filled it and people took from it and as long as they were using it it gave him something to do with his time. When he heard his name he looked back over his shoulder, smiling as the woman, Jan, waved to him. "Morning, Jan!" He greeted before he turned back to set down his load.

Steve wiped his hands off on his hands as he headed back to the store window. "A new suit?" He asked as he looked down at himself, yeah he was looking a little scruffy. "Is that what you're busy doing in there?" It was nice to see people making themselves at home, plus Steve loved the smell of coffee that wafted now through the square.