Hushed Willows I'm the one who put you in this position.

Sounds good!

Chubby. As if that could happen! Stark rolled his eyes and bumped against his friend, refusing to consider that he was chubby - fit, muscular, sure, but definitely not chubby. "I figure we can set out in a couple days. Sort of trade who's where and when." Banner had presented the idea but he liked how it sounded. "Let's go find something for dinner and then we can decide when we go."