Track and Field

[sᴀʀᴀʜ, Tin Can]

Oh. Then yeah, evening was perfect- Tony hadn't really been fond of the idea of having a coffee at six in the morning, right before school. He smiled. "Yeah. Six in the evening sounds fine." Tony laughed a little as Steve rolled his eyes. "That sounds like a nightmare." Anthony hated children; they were too loud, cried too much, and all of them were such drama queens that it was beyond unbearable. Tony paused, chewing on the inside of his cheek as he constructed an answer. "Er, yeah. There's one just around the corner from the school- we can meet up here, if you'd like, and I can walk you there?" He offered. He wasn't surprised that Steve Rogers had been busy saving the world with a blooming titanium frisbee and kicking HYDRA butt whilst Tony had been off in MIT trying to please his father.

[Hayley]

" Good, i'm glad" he said smiling before sighing at the mention of the kids. He didn't mind them but he hated the hero worship. He was still human and he was still a person. He was not an idol for them to fawn over and in some ways he felt sorry for the celebrities of this modern world but he knew they had brought upon themselves as they had wanted to be famous. He on the other hand didn't. He just wanted to save Bucky and serve his country. " Oh you have no idea. I never used to mind kids but all they do is stare at you with their mouths open," he said with a groan. He did admit he was trying to garner a little bit of sympathy but he wasn't exactly exaggerating. " And yes sure. I have no idea where it is and my sense of direction can be pretty appalling," he said sheepishly.