You're standing outside of Carol's door, clad in her hoodie and sweatpants.

What? They're more comfortable.

You knock, and hear her shuffle to the door. It opens, and she looks pissed until she realises it's just you. Her entire countenance softens at the sight of you.

Carol's not a fan of the Avengers, to put it lightly. Or people in general. But you?

You grin at her, raising your eyebrows.

"So... Can i come in?" you ask when she continues to stare, tilting your head.

She can't say no. She's incapable.