Bucky and Open
Despite the fairly nice "weather" in the park, Bucky wore a jacket and gloves as he stood at the edge of the party. He wanted to be there, not just for himself but for his family and the other people who would worry if he wasn't. But, he also really...didn't. It had been hours since he'd woken up here, his mind suddenly full of two entire lifetimes worth of memories, but his head was still pounding, feeling like it would split open at any moment. This had never happened to him before, he'd always stayed in this world. It was so much.
He tipped back most of a beer that would do nothing and just watched. Maybe once enough people had seen him he could just leave.