[ funnily enough, it is! he'll print it out and bring it next time. maybe it can help with whatever these conversations are supposed to be, and keep them away from those slight moments when all bucky ends up doing is turning back in on himself.

and no, bucky probably isn't pleased with the man he's working through each day. hell. sam wouldn't be pleased with whatever he would have become either, given the circumstances. steve or no steve, and for all the shit that sam gives him, bucky gets up every day. he tries every day. he works a little closer to what he could be, and that's not nothing. ]

Listen- if you want the food, you will accept that I am all magical when it comes to leftovers and basics. [ sam is currently elbow deep into the fridge, tugging out a few of the leftover boxes and other items he finds in there. when he realizes that bucky is looking around for something, he pops his head out just in time to see bucky open the third cabinet. ]

If you're looking for cups, they're over there. [ he gestures to the other side of the kitchen. ] Closer to the bar.