"Sooo…this is your place?" Darcy asked as she walked into Agent Coulson's apartment. It was tastefully decorated, but not much of anything show any kind of personality or individuality of the agent.
Agent Coulson nodded and set his car keys down on the countertop. "Yep." He said popping the 'p'. He sighed and flicked open his phone, hoping there would be some sort of SHIELD emergency that he'd have to leave immediately for.
So how did he end up bringing a 22-year-old college female back to his apartment? A Long story short. His assignment was to protect her from AIM. Why? Because she had witnessed some stuff that she was not supposed to see, and now they were after her.
"So why can't I just go into protection at your SHIELD HQ?" Darcy asked as she tried to fix her messed up hair in the mirror. "You look pissed I'm here. Sorry if I'm encroaching on your personal space."
"You're…not. I just don't usually bring anyone back to my place," Coulson said flipping on the light in the living room. "And you're to stay here until it's safe to move you. You really don't know anything about AIM. They're not to messed with." He sighed and flopped down on the couch. It wasn't often he actually got to come home to his apartment, when he did it was a treat. Unfortunately, he couldn't unwind like he would have liked to.
She smirked. "Don't bring many girls home with you? I'm shocked," Darcy teased as she made her way to the living room and sat down on the other end of the couch. "It feels empty in here. Like no little pieces of Coulson anywhere to be found. No pictures, no little knick-knacks, …nothing. Except for that half-dead houseplant over there. Poor thing, it needs some major TLC."
Coulson glanced over to the plant. Agent Knight had given that to him for his birthday. Honestly he thought it was a stupid gift, knowing full well that he wouldn't be able to take care of it. With his lifestyle taking care of any living thing besides himself wasn't going to happen. "I don't keep much here in case it's infiltrated. There are a few things, personal touches, but you aren't looking hard enough."
"Ooh a game. I love games," Darcy grinned, then her stomach growled. "But first I totally need some food. Running from AIM really makes a girl hungry." She said as she jumped up and ran over to the refrigerator. She opened the door and found it completely bare. Absolutely nothing. It didn't even look like it ever had any food in it. She opened the freezer, and the only thing in there was a pint of Ben and Jerry's Cherry Garcia ice cream. When she took the lid off it was half empty and had a significant case of freezer burn. "Ugh, how long has this been in here?" She asked, holding the container out for Phil to see.
He shrugged, "Honestly, I don't remember. Look in the top drawer of the counter, there are takeout menus in there. Pick whatever you want."
Darcy grabbed the menus and carried them back to the couch with her. This time she sat a little closer to Coulson. "So let's see what Agent Coulson likes to eat. Hey I think I found one of those personal touches." She smirked as she fanned out the menus and shook them at his face.
"Technically I told you where they were." He replied, his lips curving up just slightly.
Darcy rolled her eyes, "You're no fun. Anyhow…lets see what we should get. Chinese. Indian. Pizza. Subs. Thai. BBQ. God Coulson, you got a bit of everything in here. You don't keep food at your place at all?"
"I can't cook. Plus I'm not here long enough to actually do grocery shopping. I'm always on the move." Coulson said with a slight yawn. "So what's it going to be?"
"How do you feel about Thai?" Darcy asked, picking up the takeout menu from The Lotus Garden.
"I love Thai." Coulson replied as he scanned the menu with her. After they decided what they were going to get, Darcy stood up.
"So um, I know this is an odd request but…can I use your shower? Because I feel gross. I mean; I've been on the run for the last two days. I don't smell to pretty." She grinned.
For some reason, he knew this question was going to pop up. "Yeah, sure that's not a problem. I'll let you know when the food gets here." he nodded as Darcy headed towards the bathroom.