so_hawkward: ([tiny] sleepy!)
When Clint woke up surrounded by the feeling of nice, warm bed, it took a second for him to remember where he was. Then he smiled and squirmed further under the covers to hold on to the nice feeling for just a little longer. After a few minutes though, his stomach won over his head, and he pushed the covers back to start getting ready to get up and find food.

This was the point where he noticed Kitty in the bed next to him, in her suit, and stared at her for a few moments before softly tapping on the helmet. "Helloooo?"

[For Kitty, but open to calls and visitors!]
so_hawkward: ([tiny] puppy!)
Clint was a little confused when he woke up, but then he remembered this place with the huge, warm bed and the crazy amount of food in the fridge. He also remembered the cute dog that had been here, and now there were two dogs, and if Barney was here this would be the closest to heaven Clint was pretty sure he'd ever get.

The dogs followed Clint as he went from room to room seeing if there was anyone else in the house. When he was satisfied that there was no one else around, he went into the kitchen and dug through in the cupboards until he found food for all three of them, making sure the dogs had plenty and that he stashed some cookies in his pockets for later. Clint wanted to go outside, but he also didn't want to leave the company of the dogs, so he was happy to find leashes hanging up by the door, and the dogs thumped right over as soon as he grabbed them.

For the moment, he was letting the dogs guide him through town, mostly because the two of them combined were kind of as big as he was. Thankfully, they were avoiding a lot of the stairs, but Clint was going to be soooo tired later.

[Open! FYI, because I can't resist, Clint is at the age where he's recovering from a childhood incident and is partially deaf.]
so_hawkward: ([tiny] sleepy!)
Waking up in a warm, comfortable bed was still kind of an amazing thing to Clint, so he wasn't in a rush to dig himself out of the covers right away when he woke up. He knew Lucky would need a walk at some point, and that would mean real clothes instead of pajamas and going outside, and he wanted to put that off for as long as possible, so he burrowed even deeper into the comforter and--ended up accidentally bumping into someone else. Had he had a sleepover last night?

[For the sleepover buddy!]

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