thoughtformed | #03 [ text to natasha ]

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So... there's apparently going to be some kind of shindig at the beach next weekend.

Shindig?

Also known as a party. You wouldn't happen to know of anybody I could invite along, would you?

Hm, I don't know. Clint might need a date.

Hm, I dunno. Barton would be my second choice at best.

Clearly you haven't seen his ass.

I'll be sure to pay more attention to it next time I see him.

It's quite the sight.

Who's your first choice, then?

This beautiful dame I know that knocks me off my feet, ring any bells?

I think she could be persuaded.

Good. 'Cause I think we all deserve to have some fun every once in a while, especially her.

I'm sure if you're there, she's having fun.

I'm glad.

But joking aside... I realize I can't exactly pick you up when we live in the same place, huh?

We do have separate rooms. It could still count.

True. We'll give it a go and hopefully it won't be too silly.

Just don't lose your pants.

I don't make any promises.

I have to admit, I kind of like not knowing what to expect around you.

Don't be too impressed, I just tend to not plan ahead.

That's not always a bad thing.

Worked for me pretty well so far.

I might have to try it sometime, then.