[Steve is quite used to being giggled at, stared at, mocked or teased. Two years of being a Ceritifed American Hero has softened his defenses, but the girls behind the counter at the shop where he's been getting coffee in the mornings after his jogs are giggling today, and he can't help but wonder if he did something stupid. He ducks his head and mutters a thank you when he retrieves a cup - which is when he spots a phone number scribbled on the side underneath his name.
He stares at it, positive it can't be what it seems to be.]
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He stares at it, positive it can't be what it seems to be.]