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on 2025-07-08 08:24 pm (UTC)As Matt took the afternoon to catch up with work, Kate claimed one of their tables to follow both Clint's and Peter's notes to try and build her own trick arrows. She constantly needed to restock them, so she often worked on perfecting her skills at building her own. Eventually, her brain needed a rest and she took the opportunity to take Lucky out for a walk as they bought some groceries. Matt had run out of oat milk and that could be a tragedy on the next morning.
As times passed and se realized that Matt was still a little too focused on work, she focused on her workout, giving the new boxing bag a beating. For a while, she played her music on her headphones but, wanting to get his attention she started playing it outloud. Soon, she had and old hit she knew he'd recognised, singing to it on a loop, going more and more over the top with each version.
Of course, eventually, he did. By then Kate had moved onto doing push-ups with the help of the kittens, but she gladly laid down on the floor once he spoke up.
"Doesn't sound like you can move too much right now."
God, were they really this tired? It was obvious they had been pretty sleep-deprived all week. Nevermind how demanding was their nocturnal job.
"I can take him down for a quick pee. Maybe... You can have some tea, maybe relax a little?"