Re: Peter and OTA
Peter had practically insisted Clint stop out. With the space tour not yet underway, the archer decided he might as well. He could use the distraction. Lately, he'd been lost. No Laura, no kids, no SHIELD, and hardly any Avengers. His compass had trouble figuring out which way to point. Clint had barely even had time to decompress from Sokovia. Some nights, he still woke with gunshots ringing in his ears, and Pietro's blood on his hands.
Clint had learned to deal with the stress of his work by living in terms of the now. You couldn't let the past drag you under. That was how you made mistakes. So, he pulled on his party boy persona, and strode into the crowd, just another being looking for a good time.