[ He finishes his meal with sheer determination and by focusing all his irritation away, into something semi-productive. It's not the best use of his time, no, but at least he's got something in his stomach. Why is he even here, though? This is a waste of time, a waste of his breath. Rumlow isn't going to change over night and Steve - well. Steve's still bonded to him no matter what, which is infuriating, too.
Once it's done, he takes it over to the sink, washing the dirtied dishes with sharp, precise movements, the only indicator how how pissed he is. ]
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[ He finishes his meal with sheer determination and by focusing all his irritation away, into something semi-productive. It's not the best use of his time, no, but at least he's got something in his stomach. Why is he even here, though? This is a waste of time, a waste of his breath. Rumlow isn't going to change over night and Steve - well. Steve's still bonded to him no matter what, which is infuriating, too.
Once it's done, he takes it over to the sink, washing the dirtied dishes with sharp, precise movements, the only indicator how how pissed he is. ]