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Sam Wilson, having just gotten home from a run, was not at all prepared to be met with three people at his door, covered in dirt.
"Everyone we know is trying to kill us" Natasha explained briefly
"Not everyone" Sam spoke, immediately stepping out of the way for them. He led them to the bathroom, allowing them to clean up.
Juliet wiped her face for what felt like the seventh time, as she couldn't remove a single piece of dirt. Eventually she left it there, she was going to go check on Steve and Natasha when she overheard them talking. Deciding to stay out, she went into the kitchen.
"Thank you again Sam, I'm sure you weren't really excited to see us at your door"
"Juliet, it's fine, sure I wasn't expecting it but it's alright" he moved from the stove, handing her a plate of food.
She gave him a questioning look, to which he responded with an even more questioning look.
"Eat. You need to eat" and with that he left the room to go get Steve and Nat before coming back into the kitchen,
"You have dirt on your face"
"I know I gave up on removing it"
He shook his head at girl, laughing, before going back to Steve and Natasha.
She snickered hearing the conversation,
"I made breakfast, if you guys eat that sort of thing."
