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Our Exit Strategy

“Alright so we’re trapped,” Bucky said. “What’s our exit strategy?”

“Our what?” you asked.

“Oh my god, we’re going to die.”

“It’s fine. We’ll figure something out. First things first though, which way did we come in from.”

“I hope Sam says something nice at my funeral.”

“Don’t be so dramatic. And you know Sam will make some joke at your funeral. You’ll be lucky if he doesn’t tell the story when the two of you were at that club and-“

“We don’t speak of that night,” Bucky said, cutting you off. “Let’s get out of here.”