James
"Bucky"
Barnes

Barista and bartender

till the end of the line, pal

golden-throned-daughter:

A soft smile appeared on her lips once he accepted her help. She stood up and pulled him with her. Now that both were standing in their feet, she took a closer look at him, at his bruises. “Who did this to you? Were you attacked by a gang?” Fortunately the weather was nice enough to allow them to walk to the nearest hospital. “You don’t need to thank me. I was just the first to get to you, I’m sure people wouldn’t let you stay like this.”

He tilted his head a little and furrowed his brows before he nodded. “Gang. Yeah that’s what attacked me.” He nodded again, holding the side of his rib with his hand as he limps towards the hospital that they’re heading to. “I don’t know about that. Some people would just walk on by.”

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