Maybe he should just ask his landlord about painting and changing the flooring. He looked at the rest of his list.-Go food shopping-Clean kitchen-And Bathroom-Bookshelf? 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?
He stood up, stretching his arms up, before wandering into the kitchen. He looked down and realized he was still in his pajama pants. Five this morning."He grimaced."I know." She looked around cautiously before beckoning him close. I just feel like he'd be really disappointed.""Well, if you definitely have a new job you are going to move on to, I don't see why you can't just tell your boss."She nodded.
The cool air nipped at his nose and made its way through his clothes.
Thanks for your time.""I hope your rent isn't late this week.""It will not be.""Good."Bucky turned around, pulling a bit of a face, and walked outside.
Bucky is currently unemployed and fills in his days by spending time with his close friend Wanda, drinking coffee and figuring out what to do with his life while dodging matchmaker Natasha and messaging a guy he met on a dating site. " 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.
America, Bucky B./Winter Soldier, Natasha Romanoff/Black Widow, Wanda M./Scarlet Witch - Chapters: 6 - Words: 13,740 - Reviews: 6 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 5 - Published: "Bucky, you should come out with Clint and me for drinks.""No.""Why not? "Online" he nodded."I hope you pick some nice pieces. You should ask your landlord if you can paint it and rip up that carpet. I am going to go and bother my landlord about things I probably can't change.""You don't know unless you try.
""Stuff.""Name one thing."He looked around the almost empty apartment.
I mean, obviously you based this on your financial situation, but still.
You had so many options, and that is what you chose, of course. Met them in person.""Are you going to tell me about them? ""If you change your mind, seven tomorrow.""Thanks.""Okay, bye Bucky.""Talk later." He hung up and leaned over to his laptop.
You picked one of the ugliest apartments to move into that I have ever seen. You will just have to come and drink with us sometime."His eyes narrowed. "Yeah, well, I am totally coming for drinks so I can find out about mystery person.""Your sarcasm kills me.""What? Simply because he didn't really want to buy furniture.
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.