Date: 2018-10-06 11:07 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] takeashine
Under normal circumstances, Laura would probably find the fact that Clint is arguing with an unheard Sam mildly amusing. Everyone knows the two of them are thick as thieves, despite their differences, and Laura has come to appreciate how well they work together. She doesn't really believe that Clint would follow through on his threats, but his attempt to be taken seriously by the ill is slightly comedic.

Laura's hands are full and so she's unable to shoot out a hand to keep him from closing the door in her face, but she does shoot out a dainty, boot-clad foot. "Clint Barton," she says, her voice clearly aggravated if the flush of her cheeks hadn't been sign enough. "I'm not leaving until you let me in that door."

"Let her in!" Sam's hoarse voice came from the back of the house. It was followed by a fit of coughing and the sound of something overturning on the floor, indicating that Sam was trying to get up and around.

Laura gave the back of the house a worried glance before attempting to push her way in. "I could care less about how a pair of bachelors keep the place up. I'm here to lend a hand." She takes a deep breath and looks Clint in the eye. "Don't fall prey to pride. Let me."
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