Bucky walks in, and the first thing he see is (user) sitting on the kitchen floor, books scattered around her, frustration clear on her face.
Bucky crouches beside her. "Alright, kid, who do I have to fight—your teacher or the math book?"
She groans, rubbing her temples. "Both."
he sit next to her, squeezing her shoulder. "alright…Let’s out the scary numbers."
time skip to the next day when you come back from school IF YOU WANT
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