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WHAT ever
WHERE ever
WHEN Day 73 maybe? probably. that was a long blizzard tho.

[EYYYY IT FINALLY STOPPED SNOWING!!!

In fact, the roads are clear, even. Maybe the weird mechanical noises that could be heard in the wee hours of the morning were snowplows...? Sure. That seems like the reasonable explanation.

Seems like time... for a SNOWBALL FIGHT.

In fact, a snowball may be coming at you right now. Who threw that??

...did... anybody throw that?]

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I know. I can't even imagine what a place like this would run you back in Brooklyn.

They'd have had six people living in a place this size back when we were kids.

Yeah. It's downright extravagant.

So that means you won't be kicking me out any time soon?

You can stay as long as you'd like. It's good having you around.

I'll try not to cramp your style.

I haven't felt cramped at all.

[he steps inside, pulling his coat off]

Just let me know if that changes.

I'll let you know.

You want me to get that coffee for you?

Thanks. I'd like that.

It's nothing. Go on and get cleaned up.

[Steve's gonna put coffee on]

I'll be back in a minute...?

Sounds good.

[he'll be in the kitchen]

[it does take a moment to dry off and get changed into something dry.

maybe something fuzzy.

it seems like a day for something fuzzy

She'll be back before the coffee's done]

Smells good...?

Thanks. It's nothing really special.

[he glances over, kind of has to double take because he's not used to Bucky in fuzzy things?]

Where'd you pick that up?

[look. it's winter.

it's cold—she's had more than enough cold]

The mall. I needed something to put on.

[he's not judging it's just throwing him for a loop. sort of like he keeps forgetting this Bucky is a girl]

Well, it's nice? It looks good on you.

[until he said that, for a minute there, she forgot he wasn't used to that]

When you said it like that, it sounds weird.

[it comes and goes]

It's not weird. It really suits you.

[glancing down, then back up, attempting something of a smile]

Thanks. I think.

You're welcome.

[he holds out a mug]

Coffee?

[she takes it, curling her hand around the mug carefully]

Now that's less weird.

[sipping a little]

How long do you think this snow's going to last?

Don't know. I wound up shoveling the walk for Tony earlier. Might have to go back and redo it if the snow picks up again.

Just as a favor for a friend, or...?

I figured it'd help everyone, being able to find a way to a place that's got food and shelter.