Part thirty-eight//plan.

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Olesia was nervous to say the least, she was happy to hangout with Nat. But all week Tony has been trying to see her, and she hasn't slipped up. Though now she feels like she will, and it's making her anxious.

She was currently sitting in a booth at this Italian restaurant Nat picked out. The walls were a beige colour, the seats matching though being slightly darker. The tables were all dark wood, and the chairs were matching the tables. Lights were barely out of the ceilings, and the floor was a light wood. 

Somehow it all matched.

Olesia sat back, scrolling through social media as she waited for Nat. She had mentioned that Bucky may stop by, so Olesia wouldn't be surprised. But she's fifteen minutes late, and Olesia's impatient.

"Hello ma'am, are you sure you don't want to order?" The server asked, Olesia sighed.

"You know what, can I get two glasses of red wine, and fettuccine Alfredo with shrimp. For my friend, she'll take your regular pasta with the meat sauce." Olesia replied, handing him the menus.

"Of course, your drinks will be out shortly. The food may take a little while, would you like any appetizers?" He asked, Olesia shook her head and he left with a smile.

Then for the next twenty minutes she waited, she texted Nat over and over and she still wasn't here. Quite honestly she started to get worried, Nat's never this late. Olesia looked around the restaurant, waiting for her food so she could leave.

Then as the server arrives with her food, Nat walks in. Olesia almost slaps her, Nat sits down and immediately digs into her food. Olesia scans her outfit, a dark red dress. Sitting right above her knees, Olesia was wearing a light blue flowy dress. As if she's trying to hide something, Olesia sits back with a raised brow and Nat stops eating.

"Hello to you too." Olesia says, her attitude not faltering.

"Sorry, Bucky wouldn't let me leave. When I did start, Tony was trying to fill me in about a mission." She replied, Olesia rolled her eyes.

"Leave earlier? I've been waiting for you for over an hour Nat." She said, Nat sighs.

"I know, I'm sorry. Let's just hangout." She says, Olesia still feels off but agrees.

As they finished their food, they sat around for maybe an hour. Talking about new missions, the compound and everything between. Nat thanked her for the food she ordered, knowing Nat and all she knew she'd be picky. Then Nat got into the subject of her and Loki.

"So how are you guys?" She asked, Olesia shrugged.

"We're good, avoiding Tony is hard. He thinks that if I see him I'll have a mental breakdown so I'm trying to keep myself together when he talks about him. Other than that, I couldn't be happier. Nat our apartment, I wasn't expecting it, and he's trying to like spoil me all the time. I just- it feels like a lot, I don't want him spending his money on me, and he wants too so." She replies, Nat smirks.

"I'm not talking about my sex life with you." She puts bluntly, Nat shakes her head.

"Jesus, you have the weirdest convincing look, I don't know. it's good, and he knows how to do things perfectly? I don't like this, your turn to talk." Olesia says, Nat laughs.

"Yeah I don't know, Tony is constantly looking for you. Trying to find out where you live, and he wants to apologize." Nat replies, Olesia then sighs.

"No he doesn't, he wants to apologize because you and the others are telling him too. If he didn't have to, he wouldn't." Olesia replies, bunching her dishes together.

Putting the big plate, and the two smaller plates, as Nat wanted breadsticks. Then her drink glass and her forks and the two napkins she used on top. Nat followed and did the same, then Olesia thought.

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