Let Us Help You

Part 4

 Morgan's apartment was nice. She lived alone in a one-bedroom, not too cramped. Her personal style of sophistication was clear to see as not a thing seemed out of place and looked like it had purpose occupying the space. Training ended up having a practice mission over the weekend so it wasn't until the next week they could have wine night, but Morgan was determined to have her friends all over.

Minnie had given in and accepted the wine— wine being the only alcohol she would consume in her moments of clarity. Beer and others still felt like they would give her a beer belly overnight. Morgan was very liberal with what she considered a small glass. It was clear her intentions were to get everyone drunk, not that Minnie minded since it was just the four of them. If any other recruits were there she wouldn't dare risk loose lips or doing something embarrassing but these guys weren't just potential teammates but, dare she say, actual work friends.

"Are they really different from training when they're all relaxed at home?" Clark asked the woman.

They were intrigued with Minnie and the Avengers' domestic life. While she wasn't going to invade the others' privacy too much, like saying Nat owned several pink items of clothing or Tony and Bruce had matching Science Bros boxers, Minnie did share funny moments and innocent stories. She almost choked on her wine at Courtney's next question.

"Who's the better kisser, Minnie? Cap or Sarge?"

"W-what makes you think I would know?" She stuttered through the question.

"Wait, you've kissed them?" Clark asked, this information being new to him and Morgan.

"She's dating them," Courtney said like it was fact and Minnie wanted to know how the hell she knew anything.

"I'm not da—"

"My cousin's Madeline Washington, told me you were beaming about it at the reunion. She just had to ask if it was true, not that she didn't believe you but you know. And she knew I was with S.H.I.E.L.D."

Minnie sat back, knowing there was no getting around it now. She didn't think about any of her classmates being related to other recruits. At least it was Courtney who found out, Minnie was sure she would've died if it was Ryan or Lisa. Courtney put a hand on her knee.

"Don't worry, stays between us. No way we're giving those dicks more ammunition."

Morgan and Clark agreed with her and then leaned forward expectantly, wanting her to answer Courtney's original question.

"It's too different to compare. Buck's a little more demanding, leaves me breathless every time. Stevie's gentle usually. But he does this thing where he pulls my bottom lip between his teeth and I don't know where he learned that but woo, chile," Minnie giggled, alcohol already going to her head.

The night continued with the alcohol, lots of gossiping about significant others, and mock fighting as they tried not to be too loud and disturb Morgan's neighbors when they pinned each other to the floor. Minnie was thankful it was supposed to be a sophisticated wine night— even if it didn't end up that way— because Morgan only had charcuterie boards for food and she felt fine eating the bits of meat, fruit, and crackers. Her phone started ringing and Clark was the one who brought it to their attention because he was practically screaming as he held it up. Bucky's name and picture was up on the screen.

"Answer it on speaker!" He threw the phone to Minnie. She shook her head but did as he said, the others trying to be quiet as she did.

"Angel?"

Courtney pretended to faint at the pet name.

"Yes?"

"You want to elaborate on that video you just sent us?"