Phil knew that if he let Clint run, he wouldn't see him again. He wasn't stupid. He took off running after Clint, ignoring the cold ground and the pebbles his bare feet were hitting. He needed to stop Clint from running away. He didn't even really know why. He just knew.
"Clint! Stop!" He was so thankful for his army training. There was no way he could have kept up when he was younger, but he was in great shape now.
He'd pulled the door closed on the way out. It was unlocked, but he wasn't even worried about anything but getting Clint to stop and come back. He'd worry about the cold and his apartment later.
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Date: 2012-09-16 08:12 am (UTC)"Clint! Stop!" He was so thankful for his army training. There was no way he could have kept up when he was younger, but he was in great shape now.
He'd pulled the door closed on the way out. It was unlocked, but he wasn't even worried about anything but getting Clint to stop and come back. He'd worry about the cold and his apartment later.
"Please!"