Locker 327, Monday Morning

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Early in the morning, the hallway outside Locker 327 was, perhaps surprisingly, quiet. Then a low rumbling began, and the sound grew louder until finally the door popped open and Clint and Kitty fell out, with Clint landing on the ground first to soften Kitty's fall.

"Okay, that was kind of fun until the landing," he said.

[For the lady being modded!]

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"I don't know that I'd call that 'polite,' honey," she smiled.

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"You clearly weren't raised by wolves like me," Clint said, leaning over to kiss her cheek. "I wish I'd had a camera. People might not believe us."

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"You would have been taking pictures of the giant snake?" she asked, leaning against him a little.

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"Well, not when it was trying to eat one of us," Clint explained. "But when it was wiggling around."

Excuse him while he snickered. Giant snakes were really funny when they didn't kill you.

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"I'm beginning to think you're not taking the situation seriously," Kitty teased, bumping hkm with her shoulder.

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"I take things seriously when they should be taken seriously. Giant anacondas don't count," Clint said. "And okay, honestly, I don't take very much seriously at all."

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"Does that mean not many things should be taken seriously?" Ooh, getting philosophical.

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"It means I'm not a serious guy, I guess?" Clint said. "It's part of my charm."

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"Yeah, it is," she said, kissing his shoulder and smiling up at him.

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Clint grinned and stood up, offering Kitty a hand. "Come on, let's get cleaned up and see what we missed in town." Hopefully, they hadn't missed anything good.