The Preserve, Friday Afternoon

[so_hawkward]

As tempting as it was to spend every waking moment in bed with Kitty, Clint still had jobs to do. Today, that meant running his class, and then heading out to a quiet part of the preserve to practice with his bow. It didn't take long after he'd gotten his targets set up to settle into a routine of firing over and over again, and it was kind of reassuring to know he could still focus on his shooting even when his body was trying to betray him. If it was a little more difficult to make his shots, well, maybe no one would notice.

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