“I’ll get to the food.” His armor placated Thor with a gesture, wandering about his room opposite of the door. Tony stuck his nose out from beneath by an inch, calibrating his body to get from point A to B the quickest way possible.
“It was kind of an excuse—you want any of this, by the way?” It raised a fork, the cheese drawing a sumptuous line between the individual pieces of bacon. Tony caught himself staring, and he grumbled quietly.
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Date: 2019-01-17 11:26 pm (UTC)“It was kind of an excuse—you want any of this, by the way?” It raised a fork, the cheese drawing a sumptuous line between the individual pieces of bacon. Tony caught himself staring, and he grumbled quietly.