[ Blake doesn't feel particularly like speculating — that's something he can do easily on his own — and truthfully, he doesn't touch on bitterness or pettiness in any appreciable way to be any bit used to it. But he stays his course because he's mad and he can't not be. ]
[ Blake will remember this later, maybe when he's back in his right mind. Certainly before Christmas. Until then, he does as he was planning, escaping for a couple minutes to snoop through Skye's bathroom and gather himself. He wishes he didn't feel so angry, but nothing he's done as of yet has helped relieve him of that. Better to suppress for now if he can help it.
When he returns, he retakes his seat but he doesn't seem all that interested in his food anymore. ]
[Skye isn’t hungry either and by the time Blake comes back down, she’s set her food on the coffee table. She wants to apologize, but with how he jumps right into another topic, Skye can take the hint.]
Not that I know of, never really plan anything. Christmas kind of sucked growing up, you know?
[Skye is a little surprised to hear that he's throwing a party for Bruce, especially after how badly the subject of him had just been. Still, it's hard for her not to smile when she's reminded of Bucky dressing up as Santa last year.]
Yeah and I somehow convinced Bucky to dress up as Santa. I don't know how you're going to top that.
[She wants to tell him not to go, but after already making him upset maybe it's better that he gets out of here before she says something stupid again.]
[ Her saying so seems to hurt, but in the right ways. When he's feeling like this, it's hard not to want to be isolated, to pull away from that kindness he doesn't think he deserves. He nods. ]
Thanks. You, too. Maybe we can see a movie or somethin'.
[ He looks around, and then back at Skye. ]
Need anything else before I go? Another blanket, maybe?
[ Compulsively, at the last second, he gathers her into a hug and presses a kiss to her cheek. ]
Thanks.
[ And then he's off, sniffling against the cold, shrinking into his coat as he battles the icy air. At least he doesn't feel quite so alone anymore, and he can see that Skye's doing okay. Mission accomplished. ]
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[ Blake doesn't feel particularly like speculating — that's something he can do easily on his own — and truthfully, he doesn't touch on bitterness or pettiness in any appreciable way to be any bit used to it. But he stays his course because he's mad and he can't not be. ]
Where's your bathroom?
[ He needs to make a brief escape. ]
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[Way to go, Skye.]
Upstairs to the left.
[She just couldn’t help herself wanting to help others, even if that meant the situations end like this.]
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When he returns, he retakes his seat but he doesn't seem all that interested in his food anymore. ]
So, you got plans for the holidays?
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Not that I know of, never really plan anything. Christmas kind of sucked growing up, you know?
[If anyone would understand, it would be Blake.]
What about you?
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[ A cheeky joke, not even funny. Christmases always suck as far as he's concerned, so she's absolutely right to think he'd get it. ]
I like givin' gifts, so I start pretty early. Not plans outright, though, 'cept figurin' if I'll throw Bruce a birthday party.
Last year we got all those ornaments with the pictures of family and friends.
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Yeah and I somehow convinced Bucky to dress up as Santa. I don't know how you're going to top that.
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[ Said in such an undeniably pedantic and bitchy manner, it's almost as if she'd said something so ridiculous it's nearly unforgivable. ]
But whatever, I guess I'll have to get Bucky to dress us as Mrs. Claus instead.
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I would pay big bucks to see Bucky dressed up as Mrs. Claus. Think I can convince him?
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[Still, Skye holds her hand out to him.]
Deal.
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[ He shakes her hand and then starts gathering the food they'd both apparently decided to discard. ]
I should get goin'. You've prob'ly got some things to do and I really oughta find something to do with myself, too.
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Ok, but you can come over whenever.
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Thanks. You, too. Maybe we can see a movie or somethin'.
[ He looks around, and then back at Skye. ]
Need anything else before I go? Another blanket, maybe?
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For sure. I think they're having an 80s week at the movie theater soon.
[Relieved that things are ending on a good note, Skye looks around knowing full well she's not about to ask him for anything.]
Nah, I've got all of them here. Thank you though.
[Getting up to show him to the door, Skye keeps one of the blankets wrapped around her.]
I'll see you soon?
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[ Compulsively, at the last second, he gathers her into a hug and presses a kiss to her cheek. ]
Thanks.
[ And then he's off, sniffling against the cold, shrinking into his coat as he battles the icy air. At least he doesn't feel quite so alone anymore, and he can see that Skye's doing okay. Mission accomplished. ]