“i can’t get drunk,” he insisted. ( it didn’t make any sense! ) steve frowned, staring down at his drink. “at least last time i checked — seventy years ago. god, time sure does fly.” a pause, a realization. “and i never bullshit.”
‴oh yeah? think we jus’ busted that one, Rogers.‴ he hides a chuckle by sipping his own drink. (straight up coffee, thank you. and yes, at nine at night.) ‴oh? you don’t bullshit, huh? that’s absolute bullshit.‴ he’s grinning, obviously very playful with how he’s reacting to Steve and his…misfortune? it’s just kinda funny really.
