When Steve finally wake up it's like he got hit in the head with a steamroller. He groans and turns, pushing up from the ground, confused at where he's found himself. Usually when he's drunk he just has someone call Hux who brings him home. Looks like someone else found him, this time. And brought him to...his studio?
Huh.
Steve blinks a little, adjusting to the light as he takes in the space. As he takes in the person next to him who... Can't be real. Can't...actually be real.
Steve sits up faster, ignoring his head screaming and stares at Bucky like he's come back from the dead all over again. Which, honestly, it looks like he has. He's nothing like the Bucky he knows is here. The haunted look is gone from his eyes and his hair is short like Steve always remembered it being. It's like someone stepped out of his past and into this room.
It has to be some sort of illusion. Some hoax or...post Calibration prank. The cruelest possible one the Atroma could come up with, all for the ratings. And yet...
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Date: 2019-01-31 07:06 pm (UTC)Huh.
Steve blinks a little, adjusting to the light as he takes in the space. As he takes in the person next to him who... Can't be real. Can't...actually be real.
Steve sits up faster, ignoring his head screaming and stares at Bucky like he's come back from the dead all over again. Which, honestly, it looks like he has. He's nothing like the Bucky he knows is here. The haunted look is gone from his eyes and his hair is short like Steve always remembered it being. It's like someone stepped out of his past and into this room.
It has to be some sort of illusion. Some hoax or...post Calibration prank. The cruelest possible one the Atroma could come up with, all for the ratings. And yet...
"Bucky?"