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[neversurrender]

	Friendr
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	» Age: Older than I look. » Seeking: Friends and sparring partners mainly. » Preferences: That's a bit presumptuous. Let's have a conversation first. » Interests: Baseball, dancing, learning about the world. This world in particular. Art. » Bio: Looking for people with similar life experience. I have a military background and was a former Art Major in college.
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	Steve Rogers
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[neversurrender]

[Steve grins at him and allows himself to be tugged closer. He has a tendency to run hot, so he can act as a built in heater against the cold weather at least.]

Really? Not much longer then me. I arrived a couple weeks ago. At the beginning of the month.

[He tosses TJ a questioning look at his following statement.]

Why is that?

[absolutperfection]

[Though he's bundled up for the low temps, TJs grateful that Steve runs hot. It's nice to feel toasty while they're on their walk. It means that they can take their time.]

Yeah. Haven't been here all that long.

[Still getting his footing and figuring out where he stands.]

There's nobody there.

[He shrugs. He's not good company for himself.]

[neversurrender]

[He goes quiet for a moment at the admission, regretting that he had asked. When he had first woken up from the ice he had felt like that, lost to his home and everyone who had ever mattered to him. He hadn't had anyone then. Not until the Avengers.]

I'm sorry to hear that.

[Time for a redirect.]

What about the Quarantine? Neither of us have been here long, but you must have some opinion of it so far.

[absolutperfection]

[TJ didn't mind the question. Steve wanted to know why he didn't like being in his room and that way why. He didn't have anyone there. His twin, his Nana. Hell, even his parents wouldn't be minded.]

I think there's something fucked up going on.

[He presses closer to Steve's side, a frown tugging his lips down.]

Don't know what. But this is all pretty strange, right?