MCA #9, Tuesday Evening

[screwyoumarvel]

Steve was settling in for a pleasant evening with his jazz records and his paints. He'd gotten a concerning text from Tony a few days ago, but enough time had passed without any kind of drunken overdramatic followup that he thought they might be in the clear for the time being.

Ha.

((For that guy.))

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[hoorayimrich]

If by follow up, he meant a recently graduated Tony Stark bearing coffee. So, that meant you had to feed him, Steve.

Deal with his logic.

He knocked on the door with his foot. Okay, it was more like kicking it. "Mr. Rogers. You there? I have coffee."

[screwyoumarvel]

Of course he had coffee.

Steve looked at the half-finished landscape that was going to have to wait a little longer and sighed. "Just a minute, Tony!"

A few moments later, he opened the door. "Come in," he said, stepping to the side. "What's going on?" Might as well jump right in.

[hoorayimrich]

"I need employment," Tony replied, offering one of the cups over.

[screwyoumarvel]

Steve took the coffee and said, "If this is a bribe, you're too late, I already submitted the paperwork for you to be my TA."