The first thing that Steve notices about Rumlow's apartment is how clean it is. It satisfies a part of him that has always enjoyed keeping things neat and tidy, something that existed even before the military drilled those habits in. Most soldiers know enough to at least keep their professional space in order, but that doesn't always extend to their personal life. Steve's relieved to see that it does with Rumlow. It's not like it would have been a dealbreaker, exactly, but it would have made him less likely to make any return trips.
Right on time is more or less the norm for Steve. He doesn't like to be late, even for something as casual as this. He smiles in greeting, nods, and then kicks off his shoes, arranging them near the door before he turns his attention to the rest of the apartment.
At the mention of room temperature beer, Steve laughs and shakes his head. "That's usually all we could hope to get during the war, but I can't say I miss that," he explains. Cold beer sounds great. Even if Steve isn't able to get drunk off of any alcohol, he still appreciates drinking as a social activity, and he won't turn down the offer.
Then there's all the food. Steve moves toward the coffee table in front of the television where it's all set out. As someone who has to eat four times as much as anyone else, even the drive over here was enough to work up his appetite. He doesn't go for it immediately, though, taking a seat instead. "Thanks for having me over," he says. "How long have you been staying here, anyway?" Since they're hanging out off the clock, maybe it's about time that Steve learns a little more about who Rumlow is as a person.
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Right on time is more or less the norm for Steve. He doesn't like to be late, even for something as casual as this. He smiles in greeting, nods, and then kicks off his shoes, arranging them near the door before he turns his attention to the rest of the apartment.
At the mention of room temperature beer, Steve laughs and shakes his head. "That's usually all we could hope to get during the war, but I can't say I miss that," he explains. Cold beer sounds great. Even if Steve isn't able to get drunk off of any alcohol, he still appreciates drinking as a social activity, and he won't turn down the offer.
Then there's all the food. Steve moves toward the coffee table in front of the television where it's all set out. As someone who has to eat four times as much as anyone else, even the drive over here was enough to work up his appetite. He doesn't go for it immediately, though, taking a seat instead. "Thanks for having me over," he says. "How long have you been staying here, anyway?" Since they're hanging out off the clock, maybe it's about time that Steve learns a little more about who Rumlow is as a person.