Darcy laughed and leaned onto the bar “You can fuck right off.” She smiled sweetly. “You could get in on this, you know. Open invite.”
“I could, but I don’t want to overshadow you. This is me giving back to the community,” Skye countered, the humorous undertone in her voice mixed with pure arrogance. Faking it until you make it was really working out for her. “Call me when you inevitably get court martialed for violating most of the SHIELD handbook and are feeling lonely.”
Another shot down, another thought she voices, realising she’d somehow converted into an emotional drunk. “Doesn’t mean you shouldn’t go for it, though. Some people are worth the shit.”