it's a blacked out blur

[greenisnteasy]

Who: Bruce and Tony
When: Day 71
Where: Their house
What: Now Bruce is back for real, and he needs to get the lowdown on the haps from Tony.

Bruce wakes up with a monumental case of cotton-brain and a throbbing behind his temples; it's like the worst hangover ever, only he knows he doesn't drink enough to get hangovers, and all his blackouts are from the Hulk. But he doesn't remember Hulking out either. Groaning quietly, he squints around the room to check where he is and to check the level of destruction, but since things seem to be mostly okay, he takes a minute to rub at his eyes and wait for his brain processes to start up again.

After a few minutes, he pushes himself up to a sitting position, waits for his head to stop swirling, and then climbs out of bed. No Tony, but he has to be around, right? Someone put him in bed and put his pants back on -- actually, maybe it wasn't Tony, in that case. He shuffles out into the front room, squinting into the light and leaning against the wall as he goes.

"Tony?" His voice sounds like he hasn't used it in ages.

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[greenisnteasy]

Bruce lets out a sigh and pinches the bridge of his nose, but he lets Tony go. They're both too upset to let this carry on, and Bruce Hulked out not that long ago; he doesn't need to let the rage build up and explode on him unexpectedly again. Maybe with some time to let this settle between them, they can see each other's position a little better. What he's mainly concerned about, though, is Tony really understanding what Bruce means. He says he gets it, but Bruce isn't so sure he really does, underneath.