Phil had a strict idea of what kind of person he wanted to be. He worked hard to be that person. He wanted to be a good person. The kind of person others could look up to. "Why wouldn't I? You need help, Clint. I want to help you." Being that person wasn't really very much of a struggle for him, if he was honest. He really did want to help.
He rested his hand on Clint's shoulder to guide him into the hall and down the stairs so they could get his bag. He wasn't surprised that Clint couldn't cook, either. It wasn't as if he lived in conditions that encouraged it. Phil had no excuse other than a lack of effort. He was just too busy to bother learning more than the basics. "I'll get you a towel and then I can order a pizza while you shower... unless you want something else. Is there anything you're in the mood for?"
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Date: 2012-09-16 07:11 am (UTC)He rested his hand on Clint's shoulder to guide him into the hall and down the stairs so they could get his bag. He wasn't surprised that Clint couldn't cook, either. It wasn't as if he lived in conditions that encouraged it. Phil had no excuse other than a lack of effort. He was just too busy to bother learning more than the basics. "I'll get you a towel and then I can order a pizza while you shower... unless you want something else. Is there anything you're in the mood for?"