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A shot in the dark, I'll carry you home, by skoosiepants
He’s fought just as many interdimensional hell beasts as the rest of them, he doesn’t need to be babied because some psychic noise might give him a headache. “Are you hungry?”
“You can’t distract me with lunch.”
“I can and I will,” Steve says. “Tacos?”
He’s fought just as many interdimensional hell beasts as the rest of them, he doesn’t need to be babied because some psychic noise might give him a headache. “Are you hungry?”
“You can’t distract me with lunch.”
“I can and I will,” Steve says. “Tacos?”