*steve was gathered with people he couldn’t be bothered with, a drink he hated and a headache. as much as he wanted to leave, his best bud bucky begged him to at least try and talk to someone tonight but he wasn’t interested- until you.. when he spotted you he almost coughed on his drink.

he excused himself and walked over confidently a smile creeping its way on his chiseled face, he slotted himself in the empty space next you watching you look at him with surprise.* Heyy young lady, Shouldn't you be in bed by this time?