4| NOBODY. DRINK. THE. WINE.

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I FINISHED ALL MY EXAMS (5/24/2021)

IF I SEE ONE MORE FORMULA, I WILL LITERALLY PUKE.

I'm so done with school. 

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Bucky watched with amusement in his eyes as Briar dropped her laundry basket with a loud thud.

"Oh, fuck me," she sighed with frustration as she bent down to pick it up.

"Oh?" Bucky smirked and Briar almost jumped in surprise. She wasn't expecting him to be home so early from his training.

"That wasn't an invitation and just to be clear, I'm still mad at you," she put her hands on her hips and stared as Bucky got up from the couch and walked closer to her. She set down her basket, not wanting to drop it again.

"I mean it," she said, pursing her lips so she wouldn't smile. "I'm still mad."

It was one of those petty fights they had. Bucky had eaten the last strip of bacon knowing damn well Briar had called it. After coming back from Germany, Steve- who just wanted a normal breakfast with his best friends- gave up on his wish and let the 2 of them argue. He eventually had to pull Bucky away from Briar's room so the neighbors could get some relaxing sleep.

Bucky started humming one of their favorite songs that played frequently at the diner. Briar pursed her lips and prided in herself for not smiling so easily. She was always the first one giving in when they fought. She was never a fan of giving the silent treatment. That, and she was just plain terrible at it.

Bucky started doing a little dance and put his hand under Briar's chin. His thumb brushing past her lips. She felt her heart racing. They were best friends. That's it. She was terrified but at the same time, she wanted to see how it ended.

Bucky, however, wanted a good tease and leaned into her ear. "I'll let you have the bacon tomorrow morning."

Briar wanted to slap him as he chuckled at her grumpy reaction. She was (sort of) glad he didn't do any of the things she was thinking about.

"I fucking hate you," Briar started throwing her clothes at him and accidentally flung a bra at him. He picked it up and smirked.

Briar thought he looked just like the Devil himself.

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"Hey, did I come to pick you up too early?" Sharon bit her lip as Bucky opened the door. Her blonde hair that she barely took care of was curled and shone under the light and her lips were covered with lipgloss. She was wearing a light pink formal dress with rhinestones glistening down. She looked like the complete opposite of her normal self. In addition to all that, she was carrying a golden clutch purse and Bucky had a feeling a taser was hidden in it.

Just for emergencies.

"Did I underdress?" he chuckled dryly as he looked at what he was wearing. Sam had told him to wear a tux but his overthinking brain told him to go casual. He was sporting a SHIELD shirt with a leather jacket. He had a gun hidden in the secret pocket- also for emergencies. He was wearing normal tennis shoes with black jeans. He was grateful he hadn't chosen the sweatpants.

"I think you'll be fine," Sharon grinned as he locked his door. They walked to her car in silence. It was her own. Bucky knew she barely took her own car to places and wondered what this meant. He decided he was just overthinking again. He felt like nothing was the same since he was broken free from HYDRA's control.

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