[ Bucky's built like a mountain; one day (one day) he'll be big enough to bowl him over. His nose crinkles at the hand in his hair; a smile pretending to be a scowl. He doesn't move away just yet. ]
Now there's a good question. [ One to keep close to the vest until he's sure just where the cards are. He can't quite keep the grin off his face. ]
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Now there's a good question. [ One to keep close to the vest until he's sure just where the cards are. He can't quite keep the grin off his face. ]
I think you dropped something, pal.