you’re a USO girl, it’s 1943, you just performed for the hundredth time this week, you were exhausted, you lived in Brooklyn so you choose to go grab a drink with your colleagues, as you walked into the bar, still in work attire, you noticed Steve Rogers, Captain America himself, you’ve become good friends with him after all the shows you all made together, but you also noticed the man that was with him, he was looking in your direction, you were used to it being a showgirl and all, but he actually looked at you, pure awe in his gaze