“ Do you ever get tired of cleaning up other peoples’ messes? ”
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the question takes her off guard. brown eyes look up from the papers scattered across her desk to meet his own. so far, their interaction had been short and casual, and although jessica was TERRIBLE at small talk, she had somehow managed. she had only been giving him HALF of her attention before, but with what he’d just asked, all of her focus was on him now. she thinks it over for a minute, trying to decide what to say. did she ever get tired of cleaning up after people? HELL YES. but she was doing it now and it was too LATE to stop. ❝ someone’s gotta do it. ❞ she mutters, glancing back down to the work on her desk. ❝ and i don’t see the avengers stepping in at any time to help. do YOU? ❞