Hes moving in!
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“Yeah. Have a bit of a victory party. Get some Shwarma! Come along, Brucey, pack your bags, you’re livin’ with me.” Tony grins.
“i-i ok.”
the protagonist nodded, grabbing the largest bag he was packing it with his tools and the cooler for the few biological experiments he could room. together with the three sets of clothes he had aside from what he was wearing. zipping up his bag, he hauled it over his shoulder.
“Im ready”
Tony wraps an arm around Bruce’s shoulders and laughs good naturedly. “You need to loosen up, Bruce. Chill out. You’re more wound up these days and it’s probably blocking those chakras of yours.”
He leads the man out to his car.
“since when did y-you do yoga?” bruce snorted walking outside of the rather tattered old appartment building. “are we driving there?”
he queried, looking around. honestly wondering if he was going to walk there because he didnt mind.
“You’re kidding, right? Get in.” He hops into the Stark Red convertible, the engine roaring to life with his thumb print.
bruce placed his bag in the back and in he went. Sitting alittle awkwardly he buckled up with a small laugh. “I can still make a bigger boom than you” bruce mused, crossing his arms and watching the road.
wow look im here.
with a bunch of energy drinks
just nurturing my caffeine addiction.
cool.
im here.
- Freckles
Currently draped elegantly in space invaders boxers and tank top.
yet those fucks that were supposed to be given for public decency.
Do not count.
In this home.
