“I shall see if I still have vodka somewhere.”

“I might just take up smoking again.”

“You wish to be hungover?”

“Hungover. And you?”

“Morning yourself.”

“And to think, they really thought they were going to get another Captain America out of me.”

Mixing vodka, contraceptives, chocolate milk and eggs. It’s dinner.

He’s having a quick snack. Give him a moment.

Considering finding a way to un-unite the states.

Politics, am I right?

Missing the snow.

“It would appear that I am being observed.”

/ like she’s the size of his thigh 💀

/ I know Arkady’s canon height is 6”11 but oh my ged it actually is not like look at this shit there has no way??

Observing the drama.

Watching true crime and screaming at the TV.

It’s one in the morning.

“I think I’d survive a zombie apocalypse.”

It’s late, isn’t it?

“It’s that day of the week again, isn’t it? This is my under-armour.”

#SeductiveSunday

“And what of it?”

“. . .”

“My father used to beat the hell out of me.”

“It’s that day of the week again, isn’t it? This is my under-armour.”

#SeductiveSunday

“Thank you. I think I shall continue my usual coping strategy of getting blind drunk.”

“It happens occasionally.”

Shrug.

“I can’t even say that’s an incorrect response. Don’t go there.”

“I appreciate it but I shall contain myself. Enough people already look at me strangely.”

“…that is very much not what the secret police did, I will admit.”

“That sounds like something the secret police used to do back in Russia.”

“That sounds about right. I’ll go outside at night but…not otherwise.”