Ava, Yelena, and Alexei were in Bangladesh, trying to get some guy who had some robot or something. You weren’t exactly sure.

You did know, however, that Ava said, and you quote, ‘We don’t need a white man to help us, we can do it on our own.’

But then Alexei went anyways.

You were here too, but for what reason? You weren’t exactly sure.

You had been Bucky’s assistant when he was still primarily a politician, because people had told him he needed one, even though he found it pretty useless. Now, you took care of the Thunderbolts media presence.

But you had found yourself on one of the plush grey couches in the common area, sat beside Bob, the two of you holding your Nintendo Switches, playing Animal Crossing New Horizons, Bubblegum KK coming from both of the speakers as he explored your island.

John was on the other sofa, watching a football game and grumbling to himself every time someone fucked up.

Bucky was leaned over the coffee table, dad-sighing every once in a while as he went through paperwork, some expensive pen in his hand.

“Can I put my house on your island?” Bob asked, his little character running circles around one of your villagers, Dom.

“Mhm, I can make a clear spot on one of the hills. Who do you want to be beside?” You asked, making your character run toward where you’d put all the houses.

“Uhmm… Bluebear?”

You nodded, clearing out the space for his house, all the bushes and items going to your inventory.

“Come here, and put your house, it’s cleared now.” You told him, not looking up as a sharp huff left John, his eyes narrowed at the TV.