"Hm? Oh, the bed. It used to be a couple of cots, but it got so damn cold in the winter that we ended up shoving them together anyway. Bucky's mom was getting rid of some old stuff, so we decided it'd be easier to just toss them and put a bed in there." Steve shrugs, easy as can be. With space a premium, it ended up being more efficient that way, and it's not like Steve ever had to worry about bringing a dame home.

The expectation of another person washes over Steve, and he turns to look out the window. It'd be nice if it wasn't...it's not winter outside. The leaves are all shades of yellow and orange. A smile breaks out across Steve's face.

"Come on. It's not far, I'll show you where I go to school and we can see if Buck's done at the factory yet or not."