“Uh...”. It’s not really what Steve wants. Showing off his tiny twin-bed sized closet room is just going to get Bucky all up in his face and they’ve had enough of an emotional tussle today. “I live with two other people. I don’t know if either of them might be allergic to Penny... next time? We can just go together, get the pizza, go back to yours...?”

It’s not like they’re alone, though most people have re-entered the classroom. They can obviously still hear everything that’s going on and , knowing them, are probably gossiping.

Steve just grabs his portfolio, where his Bristol boards and art supplies are housed, and starts down the hall. He is used to Bucky following, strange as others may find that fact to be. Their dynamic has always been simple. Steve makes the plans. Bucky helps to execute.