25 Unicorn Street, Saturday Morning

[so_hawkward]

By now, the unfamiliar feeling that Clint was feeling as he woke up was... actually kind of familiar. Clearly, he'd been on the island for too long. Still, just to check, he shifted a little in bed, ran his hand down the front of his chest, and groaned

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[throughaphase]

"Just tell me nothing's invading," Kitty mumbled, not opening her eyes yet. Or recognizing that he didn't sound the same.

[so_hawkward]

Clint looked down a little and sighed. "I've got boobs invading me, does that count?"

[throughaphase]

Kitty opened one eye to take a look at him, and tried- and failed- not to smile. "Oh, honey."

[so_hawkward]

"This isn't funny. We should have gone somewhere else for the weekend," Clint said, sighing. "I hate everything."