Mr. Buckets of Fun / OTA MULTIPLES PLZ
To look at Bucky it was probably hard to believe he was one of the hippest guys around back in his day. As someone who mostly carried a pretty stoic exterior most of the time it'd probably be considered a reach to call him a party animal. But back before World War II, Bucky Barnes had been one of the most sought after fellas to show up at a party or a dance club or any other social gathering in Brooklyn. He was known for being the life of the party, in fact. So far, he'd shown up to the parties that had taken place in town, but he'd mostly stayed on the exterior. Even for both Clint and Steve's birthdays, he didn't really make much of a show for himself.
Something about tonight, though, with the music and the atmosphere, it made Bucky feel a little more likely to want to dance and put himself out there more. He'd told Clint he'd meet him there, because he was trying to get Tony the goat situated for the night so he wouldn't break out of his pen and crash the party looking for fun. He also wasn't sure who else he knew that would be there, but it'd be nice to see some familiar faces. He'd even taken the time to fix his hair a little and tied part of it back away from his face so he wasn't hiding behind it so much. For now, he was trying to decide if he ought to drink for the taste or go for the buzz with what could actually get him tipsy.