The bar was loud for a week night, it was enough to give you a headache from all the noise the collage students were making. Natasha shifts on her barstool, her arms moving to brush against the counter’s edge before settling against it comfortable. She brings her drink up to her lips lightly taking a sip. Maybe they’re not going to show.
Once those thought ring through her mind she hears someone push back a chair drunkenly and head towards the bathroom. Practically stumbling into the other room, she doesn’t look over, slowly swallowing the liquid as she looks up and over, a small smile curving over her lips.
"Who’s askin-…oh…It’s you, Nat.", Johnny blinked in surprise when he spotted the redheaded Russian perched on a stool near his own. Not often did he run into a former Champions teammate these days, He shifted in his seat, turning slightly to face her.
"Long time no see, Red.", Johnny smirked as he took a swig of his drink. "Funny runnin’ into you here of all places."