The apartment smells like Christmas--there's a pine scented candle burning softly to his right in the kitchenette area. And Steve has a piece of raisin cinnamon swirl toast popped out of the toaster in hand when he opens the door.
"Come in, please. It's chilly out there." It's much warmer inside. Warm enough that Steve doesn't have to shiver and walk around wrapped in blankets all the time. "Would you like anything to drink? I was just getting food."
The apartment has been modestly decorated--it now sports a large charcoal picture of Brooklyn circa 1941 hanging above the couch. Hand me downs from Verity are intermingled with new things, such as the Hulk themed Coat that is hanging next to the open rack where Schon is free to hang his.
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branchandroot
He would have gotten his with rent, if nothing else ;)
Date: 2016-01-05 03:46 am (UTC)"Come in, please. It's chilly out there." It's much warmer inside. Warm enough that Steve doesn't have to shiver and walk around wrapped in blankets all the time. "Would you like anything to drink? I was just getting food."
The apartment has been modestly decorated--it now sports a large charcoal picture of Brooklyn circa 1941 hanging above the couch. Hand me downs from Verity are intermingled with new things, such as the Hulk themed Coat that is hanging next to the open rack where Schon is free to hang his.