[bursts through the door] alright who wants to fuck some robots
When Steve got home, he notices something….off. Like there was someone else in his apartment. He sighed, hanging up his jacket.
"Natasha? Nick?" No one answers.
Eventually he walks to the kitchen, opening the fridge to grab a Coke, when he hears a voice coming from the corner—
"On your left."
tell someone to eat your shorts while wearing pants it will confuse them and give you time to think about your next move