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His eyes were stuck at the book’s pages, so Bucky tried to reach blindly for the pizza beside him. Instead of hot cheese his hand ghosted over a snout. Surprised Bucky turned around to discover a dog was sniffing with a lot of interest at his pizza. “Lucky!” Both the half-breed and Bucky looked up to the sandblond man with a black woolly hat with a purple H on it - a really nice looking guy with a ridiculous woolly hat. “Sorry” the guy stuttered while making a gesture for the dog commanding the god to come to his owner. “This dog’s a pizza-maniac. Guess you both found each other."
Bucky just didn’t know how to answer. Since DC he knew nothing, only fractures gave him hints where to go. So here he sat in a small park in New York, with a stolen coat, bare feet, improvised hair cut and book to distract him from disorientation. And pizza. Though his stock of memories was small, even the one from the Red Room, he could remembered that he never tasted something as delicious liked this. He liked it. Like the dog.
Under the guy’s sympathetic smile Bucky felt the urge to reply. "Yeah…”, he began slowly “guess pizza’s great.”
The guy laughed a throaty and loud laugh.“ Eloquent for someone reading such a heavy book. Oi, isn’t this "A song of Ice and Fire”?
Awesome book. Normally I’m no big reader but this one’s great. You know when Sansa- Sorry talking too much , isn’t it?“
Bucky couldn’t do anything else than smiling. "No, it’s alright. Long time I did not have any one to talk with.”