At least he had shoes on, so getting stabbed in the feet by glass wasn't on his list of things he needed to worry about. Just, apparently, being brained by randomly flying glasses. He was getting a pan out to collect the shards when she stepped out.
"Fuck if I know," Bucky grumbled, gingerly picked up glass. "They just flew off the counter."
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"Fuck if I know," Bucky grumbled, gingerly picked up glass. "They just flew off the counter."