[ Oh, right, they're back to talking about pizza. Steve doesn't think that's surprising, though, given that they haven't eaten a proper meal in weeks now.
To make it worse, his stomach starts audibly growling. He huffs out an annoyed breath, as if silently telling it to keep it down. ]
New York street food is definitely up there. But... any sort of homemade meal someone put their heart into tends to hit the spot.
[ Wanda had cooked for them. Sokovian cuisine. Natasha's peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, cut into heart shapes. Sam's family recipes from generations back. Anything Clint would cook up, something he usually made for his kids. He remembers them all. ]
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To make it worse, his stomach starts audibly growling. He huffs out an annoyed breath, as if silently telling it to keep it down. ]
New York street food is definitely up there. But... any sort of homemade meal someone put their heart into tends to hit the spot.
[ Wanda had cooked for them. Sokovian cuisine. Natasha's peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, cut into heart shapes. Sam's family recipes from generations back. Anything Clint would cook up, something he usually made for his kids. He remembers them all. ]