Her job earned her a lot more money than his job had. It took him over a year just to unpack most of his things after he moved into this apartment (not including the few books he had. He grabbed his wallet and keys, slipped his shoes on and made his way out of the apartment. He looked at the other shelves, not finding much else. “Why the fuck do I have no food” he groaned, his stomach rumbling. Most of the staff knew him by name.“Back again Bucky? “I am sure I know his face.” She looked up at Bucky. “You could be some sort of weirdo who sends dick pics-”“No. maybe two years ago-”“Was this another thing you were going to do but didn’t?
“He called you beautiful.”Bucky flushed a light pink. ”“At home.”“Okay, I have back up.” She pulled her phone out of her apron and passed it to him. “Welcome.” He passed her back the phone.“Wow, your profile picture is beautiful.” She looked at him. I think last year.”“You’re a slob now.”He chuckled. “I still think you’re wonderful, and if this guy is real, he will too.”“You think? “He is the only one who has messaged you.”He nodded. “Unfortunately yes.” She set the phone on the table and pressed on the mans profile. ” her irritation was clear even over the phone.“Busy.”“With what? Anyway, you should still come out with Clint and me.”“I’ll think about it.”“Good. Promise Nat.”“I met someone you might like.”He raised a brow. ”“Stuff.”“Name one thing.”He looked around the almost empty apartment.
Let me come around and make you look nice so you can meet him.”“Okay.”“Well, I want you to bring him here before I leave.