It was, yeah. [ She doesn't try to hide the sliver of sadness in her voice. Back then, she never would have admitted it. Skye was feisty and deflected her pain with humor and a front of always being perfectly okay with her shitty situation. Really, she'd been broken in a dozen ways, chasing any lead she could find on her parents in desperate hope of finding somewhere to belong with people who wanted her. She'd never realized just how lonely she'd been until she wasn't anymore.
Grasping the handle firmly, she lifts the heavy carafe and carefully pours them each a mug full of what is likely subpar coffee. There's room left for milk, of course. ]
That was before I joined SHIELD. I liked that I could just pick up and go anywhere, anytime, and not have to worry about being tied down by something like a house. [ She'd never lived in a house long enough to call it a home. The carafe is returned to the warming plate and she fishes a spoon out of a drawer. Milk is added to both their mugs, enough to turn the drink a medium brown without entirely masking the taste of actual coffee, and after a quick stir with the spoon, she holds one mug out to her strange new acquaintance. ]
crazy is a good word for it
Grasping the handle firmly, she lifts the heavy carafe and carefully pours them each a mug full of what is likely subpar coffee. There's room left for milk, of course. ]
That was before I joined SHIELD. I liked that I could just pick up and go anywhere, anytime, and not have to worry about being tied down by something like a house. [ She'd never lived in a house long enough to call it a home. The carafe is returned to the warming plate and she fishes a spoon out of a drawer. Milk is added to both their mugs, enough to turn the drink a medium brown without entirely masking the taste of actual coffee, and after a quick stir with the spoon, she holds one mug out to her strange new acquaintance. ]