What happens when you choose to be friends but love was completely out of your control? How can two people go from friends to enemies to complete strangers? This is where the story of Bucky and Wynter unfolds.
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Wynter taps her fingertips against the counter of the bar waiting, she was in a bar downtown, with beautiful neon lights all around. She hasn't seen Bucky since that day he caught her with Clark, Wynter refused to go into work, she agreed with Sam she just needed a few days to herself and that Sam agreed to it.
She turns around as she hears footsteps behind approaching her. Turning her body around on the stool she faces Steve and Nat. She softly smiles at them. "Thank you for coming"
She states, Nat and Steve both return the smile back. "Thank you for inviting us" Steve replies before pulling out a stool next to her sitting down, Nat does the same on the other side leaving Wynter to sit between them.
The three of them turn to face the bar as Wynter holds her hand out gesturing the bartender to go to her. "20 shots please" She smiles at him, Steve raises his eyebrow. Wynter turns her head to look at him. "Isn't that why you came here?"
She chuckles. Nat places her arms against the bar counter as she leans forward. "Wint.. we're sorry about everything, me and Steve shouldn't of cuffed you to Bucky.. it was a childish thing to do" Wynter turns her head to look at Nat.
"It's okay.. you think I would invite you to the bar if I was still mad?" She states calmly. Nat smiles moving her hand to Wynter's caressing it softly. "Does that mean we're friends again?" Wynter chuckles. "We've always been friends, even when we weren't in contact anymore" Wynter turns her head to look straight ahead. "I just want things to be how it was"
Once the shots arrive, Wynter, Steve and Nat start drinking them one after the other as they laugh and talk about life. 30 minutes have gone by incredibly quick. Steve puts his empty glass down as he turns to Wynter. "How are you Wynter?" Wynter turns her head as her eyes meet with Steve's. "I'm fine Steve"
She gazes at him with a smile, Steve just looks at her with a straight face. "You're not fine Wynter, this is what you do sweetheart, you put on a brave face and act like everything is fine when it's not, so I'm going to ask you again.." He puts his hand on her shoulder caressing it softly. "How are you?" He questions her, simply concerned.
Wynter takes a deep breath before exhaling, she places both hands on the counter looking down at her fingers. "I'm not fine, since Bucky's been in town.. I haven't been fine" Nat sighs placing her hand on Wynters. "I think this goes way back before Buck came into town Wynter, I spoke to Sam" Wynter turns her head looking at Nat. "About?"
"We had a little chat, then I asked him how you've been during those 5 years when everything fell apart, Sam told me all you were doing is partying, clubbing, sometimes not even returning home most mornings which is frankly obvious why. I thought you would of built a life for yourself, move on.. go on dates, actual dates until you find the one.. but everything you were doing was to forget Buck, it all leads back to him"
