Abi tried to suppress her laughter but giggled anyway and turned her head so Charlie wouldn't feel like she was laughing at him. It was simply too adorable how he would supply Clint with a prime position.
"Nooo, I sit here..." he pointed again and sat down, Clint's hat still on his head.
She knew exactly why Charlie wanted to sit there. She set the plate down for a second whilst Charlie was distracted with the food and gripped Clint's shoulder. "Look," she whispered and turned his shoulders backward until he could see Charlie's view. There was a big target on the wall behind them, stuck with suction cup arrows and soft nerf darts at the base. "It's his trophy; he's proud." she whispered and turned back to the food, putting some cheese and cucumber sandwiches on Charlie's plate.