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I haven't known what all we're doing for months, Bucky.

[She snuggles closer, though, pressing her cheek against his shoulder before she takes the bottle of whiskey from him.]

Aside from the obvious.

Wrap? Unless we have an idea where else this is going?

[endofcompliance]

Then, we're just drinking whisky.

[Not be miserable together. Or let his thoughts run into morbid darkness. They're just drinking. That's all.]