If Bucky is worried about an oozing brain then Steve will just pack his ears with cotton to keep that from happening. “Class at ten and free from one to three. I have pottery from three to four and then something at the book store.” He’s not willing to commit to the fact that he’s working two jobs and then going to school on top of it because there is still a fight lingering in the air and any spark might cause a reaction that neither are prepared for.

Steve reaches over for his burger and rests it on one knee, picking at the solidifying cheese that had melted onto the wrapper. It looks kind of gross but that just makes it taste better.

“So lunch will work. I can show you around life drawing. I’ve been working on this massive piece. I’ll bring the lunch.” He doesn’t want to share Bucky yet. He’ll have the eyes of everyone on him in the quad.