CHAPTER EIGHT:
i promised i would hit you.

Mar got up from Steve's lap and approached Clint, who wasn't facing her. "Clint."

He turned to look at her. "What's up, Mar?"

Everyone grew silent when Mar's fist hit Clint's face. "Why was that?" Clint shouted while he hid his face between his hands.

"I promised I would hit you," Mar answered simply and went back to sitting on Steve's lap.

Steve took Marina by the waist while he looked at the archer with sorrow. "Well, that's true."

"I still don't understand why."